I don’t smoke, but I’ll gladly stand and talk to him if he’s there when I’m finished loading the dryer. He is still there. He’s watching me,...as I bend over to tuck the laundry into the dryer. I can see him watching, and he makes no secret of it. His eyes tell me stories of what he’d like to do with what he sees, and what he doesn’t see. I wish I could live some of those stories. But life is complicated. We both know it, but the fantasies are what keep me wearing a path in the carpeted. There was the sudden rush of consciousness.With it, came the sudden memories of the previous night. My eyes openedwith a jolt, my senses reeling, heart rushing, breathing rapid andshallow and screaming, no, shrieking, unfamiliarly and desperatelyagainst my memory and the new reality I was facing in the mirror abovethe bed. She was beautiful but terribly troubled, shaking, eyes dartingabout but always coming back to center. She lay there naked but tooshocked to cover herself, mouth agape and. "Look at her go, will ya?" the patrol leader exclaimed as Julie started giving her malecousin head in earnest.The blonde girl's head bobbed up and down as her lips caressed the boy's rod. Thesixteen-year-old girl was an accomplished cocksucker. She knew how to use hermouth on a hunk of male gristle to keep it stiff and get it even stiffer. Her cheekswere sucked in as she worked on her cousin's prick, her tongue never still, butcaressing the veined, male meat up and down its impressive. Her phone rang and, to her astonishment, it was her husband on the other end."Hi Meg," he said, "how do you like your new phone?"Meg replied, "I just love it! It's so small and your voice is clear as a bell, but there's one thing I don't understand though..." What's that, sweetie?" asked her husband."How did you know I was at Dillard's?He must pay!Husband and wife had a tiff. Wife called up her Mum and said, "He fought with me again, I am coming to live with you."Mum said, "No darling, he must.