Me: OK, see you then.Shelley: OK sweetie... i hung up and yelled.. me: mom ..dad!!! parents: yes. . me: can you take me over to Shelley's house please... i need help with my home work.. parents: OK sure. So they dropped me off at shelley house, Shelley came out to help me in. she said hi to my parents and they left. she then helped me into the living room and handed me the control to watch TV.Shelley: I'll be right back let me change and freshen up..i was at the laundry mat when you called, I'll. If Tonys experience was extraordinary so far then nothing could prepare him for what greeted him, there was twelve individuals all dressed the same , it looked like a twenties brothel, the only difference being that some of the guests had bulges in the front of their pants. He dropped a viagra with his first cocktail as he felt he was going to need it. All the waitresses taking round trays of cocktails were naked in their twenties and all beautiful their pert little tits or sculpted abs just. She had come to realise that her anger was at the deception he had carried out, not that he was married. She didn’t love him, wasn’t falling in love with him. She was hurt by his lies and wanted to ensure he knew why when she told him. ‘I thought you looked like you were having fun and I thought I’d best disappear before young Romeo wanted to clean the next office.’ ‘I thought you might call me, you know, tell me what you thought.’ ‘It was pretty hot,’ he admitted. They had crossed the Yarra. “But you think those things about the good-looking ones?”“Some of those things, yeah.”“What do you mean?”“Well, some are pretty enough to fuck, or cum in their mouths, but when they turn round I wouldn’t want to fuck their arses.”“Because they’re fat?”It was my turn to laugh now. “Yeah, a lot of women have fat arses, these days. There aren’t many women who deserve to be fucked in all three holes, and covered in spunk, but you’re definitely one of them.”“Thank you. I think. But is it fair to.