. please don't... please don't..." I heard Paula plead from the bedroom."Which one of us is wearing the bra and panties, hmm?" I heard him grunt."I am... I am!" She gasped."You're going to be my good little wife, aren't you?" He said to her."Yes... yes... I'll be good... I'll be good..." She pleaded."You're going to be good too, aren't you Richard?" Asked my mother in a quiet and firm voice."Yes, Mom. I'll be good." I said."I know you will. I think we'll call you 'Rochelle'." She said,. After about 20 minutes of talking she asked me to come over. About an hour later I found myself rock hard knocking on a strangers door! I was ready to leave when she finally opened the door. She was on the phone and said "come on in and have a seat" so I did. She went to another room an returned without the phone and a glass of wine. She was a very sexy BBW wearing a red nighty and a black housecoat. We chit chatted for about 20 minutes when I finally asked her if I could rub her leg because I. Just enough for, well, you know." The other four women allsmiled and nodded in agreement, before heading into Natalie's bedroomto change into tiny black dresses for their night out."Thank you for lending me this dress, Natalie," Rosita said as shesqueezed herself into the tight, strapless garment. "I do lovestrapless dresses..." It's my pleasure," Natalie giggled as she pushed her dangliest, mostfrivolous earrings through her earlobes."I just wish Rhianna and Tanisha could come out with us. He turned on the water, stripped and got in the shower.Heather’s eyes popped open. The book was resting on her stomach. She checked her watch; she’d slept about forty minutes. She got up and looked in the mirror. Pretty rough, she thought to herself. Sandy, half-matted hair, reddened face, raccoon eyes where her sunglasses had been. She took off her t-shirt: sharp contrast between the flesh her singlet had and had not covered. Burnt ears that she’d forgotten to cover with the sunblock. She.