We have both finished our meal and are talking about what we want to do the next day when I feel a foot creep up my inner thigh. Looking into your eye... I see a glint of mischief in them as you continue to move closer to my groin. I have forgotten what you can do with your feet and was caught totally by surprise on how skillful you are. I try to hold out as long as I can but it's like sweet torture.Leaning forward you whisper that if we leave now I can do whatever I want to you. Trying to. Why? Oh, they think they shouldn’t be interested in sex. The fact is that they want it. They’re hypocrites,” Alison said. She looked over at Susan and said, “You want to know what’s really awful?”“What?”Alison answered, “They give off all the signals that they want to sleep with the guy, but then they don’t. The guy ends up walking around frustrated as hell with her, and it destroys the relationship. It’s stupid. Why act like a prick tease?”“Maybe they don’t want to get pregnant,” Susan said. I tried to read the paper, I told myself that she was still asleep or watching tv, that it was not her that I caught the smallest glimpse of as she entered the shed. And if it was she went in there to see the kittens, and not to wait for me. It was no good, I knew I had to go to the shed. I walked out the back door and across the yard to the shed and pulled the door open. Belinda was there, in jeans and the white blouse. She shyly smiled her head bent forward slightly so that she had to roll. Rastus an' Josiah didn't have no trouble, but Inez had trouble with the recoil. She was a small woman, so the heavy recoil of the Henry was puttin' a bad bruise on her shoulder. After half an hour, it became obvious that the Henry was jus' too much fer somebody as small as her. I handed her my Spencer an' asked her to give it a try. It was still a problem, but not near as bad as the Henry, so I asked Jane ta swap with Inez. Jane had no problem with the big Henry an' enjoyed the feel of the big.