I could understand why he would want to look at her. She's not stunningly beautiful but she has an nice homely quality about her that quite a few men ...eem to find quite attractive especially as she's a blonde. But get her dressed up to the nines with her make up on, then that's quite another matter entirely. She can look really hot and I've then seen quite a few men openly lusting after her.I can't say as I blame them. I would do too if she wasn't my wife. Drifting towards her late thirties. "Where are you going?" I'm taking you home. I told your dad that I'd get you home early." Oh no White Boy. You brought me here and now you have to follow through. This night is all about proving that I'm not a racist and to do that you need to get me into a room here. If you don't I'll spread the word at school that you are the racist. That you just couldn't bear to touch the black girl." That's bullshit and you know it." So what? No one else knows."I looked at her and shrugged and then pulled. With glacial celerity the skirt traveled the miles to her trunk as she watched him. The journey completed, she paused then matter of factly spread her legs as far as comfort permitted leaving him less than two feet from her center. Her hair was thick, dark and curly; her lips were slightly parted; and though somewhat obscured by her luxuriant hair, her inner sexual flesh protruded slightly. As he sat transfixed before her, he was acutely aware of a dry mouth.Casually she traced each lip of her. If I got the ball, there was something like an 80 to 90% chance I'd get a goal. Salem saved a few, but nowhere near enough. My little group of a dozen supporters, counting the four parents, had a lot of fun yelling their huge approval at me whenever I was anywhere near them. Mr. and Mrs. Cheng weren't the yelling type, but Mr. Cheng was filming the game on the tiniest camcorder I've ever seen, less than half the size of any of the others around the field.In case you worry about it, right from.