Andy was just a shade shorter than six feet. The differences were in their frames and weights. Andy was the heaviest at 195 pounds; Paul weighed 185 a...d Chris barely broke 170. None of them had more than 7 or 8 percent body fat.Paul's body was sculpted by years of working out for sports. He had played football, basketball and baseball since he was a child and his physique reflected it. He had a muscular chest, defined abdominal muscles and a trim waist. His workouts had given him strong thighs. She nodded, still blushing. “Remember I came over to your house last week for a few hours?” She nodded again. “When you were in the shower, I read your diary.”“What?!” she said, demanding and outraged. “How did you even find it?”“You need a better hiding spot than under your mattress.” he smiled at her. “It was the second place I looked.”“Where was the first place?” she asked, curious.“You have a loose floorboard in your closet.” he told her. She looked at him, puzzled.“I do?” she asked. He. ." Yes, Miss Samantha" she corrected."Yes, Miss Samantha" he repeated, his eyes pleading for more of hertwitching tower of flesh."Now say it all together like a big boy" she insisted, seizing his hairagain."I've lost count of all the cocks I've sucked, Miss Samantha!" Mistress Sam is suitable as well, slut." Yes, Mistress Sam!" Good boy."She pulled his face back onto her beefy missile and he moaned inpleasure as his lips slid back to her pubis. Sam bucked into his faceas she pushed his head up. Since Confidential Investigations, LLC was now a real company and Hazel and I were full employees of said company, we could apply for release and set up our own household. Hooray! That's what we did.We found a house with Mr. Elliot's help and had enough money from our company that we could put forth a significant down payment on the house. The girls bought the furniture, and we were able to move in—all three of us. Plural marriages were now legal, so we three got married. Sam Anderson sponsored.