Then, again, his scars. They caught my attention. Whatever it was that woke him and put him in that state of mind must’ve been really bad.It took me...a moment before I could gather the courage to move close to him.“Hey, what’s wrong?” I asked in a soft voice.At first, he wouldn’t answer me, and he just sat there. Gathering my courage up some more, I slowly moved over to him. Then I gently placed my hand on his shoulder. I cautiously leaned in.“Babe, are you ok?” I whispered.He turned around and. I ’d rather be wearing something i feel good in than look like i just rolled out of bed.I wear high heels every day too.All the time." I answered to her. "I am unemployed and broke. I am 53 year old and I have always been poor I am here to learn how to make money. I don't want to die poor. Why are you here? ". she asked me.I introduced myself to her and told her that i own a store and that i want to improve my business skills.This ginger midget woman said to me "Common big woman" Then she. Her mind was reeling from the magnitude of the sensations it received. She was gasping for every breath now. Her -female- lover was too. She was happy to share Brian with Daisy.It was ironic; her mother hated sex, had primed her to hate it too, yet she was jealous of every woman who looked at her father. In contrast Amy loved sex, she savored every second of it with both Daisy and Brian. Yet she was ecstatically pleased to be sharing Brian with Daisy.She felt herself crossing the threshold.. There was cum over the gusset up the silky back and in the lace. It’s strange sometimes what a dumb-ass you can be, but even then I wondered in the back of my mind whether I was taking advantage of these guests, that the way these panties had come to rest on the pile of washing was just an accident and that there was nothing to read here at all. Later things became clearer.So I obviously couldn’t wait for them to get back to the house – they were only staying this one extra night so if.