“I really need to talk to you,” he said. “Please.”Phyllis hesitated. She wasn’t sure if it was wise to ask Jim in while she was there in the...house alone but, on the other hand, he had never been any trouble. “Come in,” she said. “Go on through to the living room.”“Thanks, Ms Dangerfield,” he said, following her waved direction.He sat down on the couch, dropping his rucksack on the floor beside him. Phyllis followed him in and stood just inside the door. Jim looked to be as much in conflict as. It didn't help matters that he was not reported to have a girlfriend and he hadn't even tried to cop a feel of notorious Becky Winter's delectable bum that seemed posed conveniently all about the office and hallways like chum thrown into calm waters to attract greedy sharks.His landlady, Mrs. McIntosh was ever so happy to have him sit down with her and have tea almost every afternoon, so she never fussed about his lack of interest in chasing after the opposite sex. She knew he had an entire. On Friday morning, she had prepaid for twelve sausages, and took fifteen, along with a case of jerky jars. She told me that she would pay for the rest of her product on Monday morning, because she had somewhere she needed to be Friday afternoon, and wouldn't be back for the check in and settling up at five thirty.It was about nine thirty that Saturday morning when Walter showed up at the house with little Walter. He hadn't told anyone that he was coming back, or about little Walter being with. "Come on now girl. time to show that booty of yours. Take off that teddy and let's get real sexy for your man!" Again she surprised me and pulled the teddy off her hips and threw them to the side, yelling a war-hoop as she did. Yeah, this girl is drunk. I loved the idea of these strangers staring at my naked wife. She was so beautiful and so naked. Mel told her to begin dance harder to the music. "Get those tits bouncing bitch! I want action and sweat." Wendy began moving faster and harder. She.