I was verycareful to keep my toenails trimmed and to pull the tights on slowly.They felt like a second skin. Better than that, really. I guess they fe...tlike an angel running her fingers along my skin from my toes to my hips.I won't lie - I always got aroused when I put them on.Mom told me to always wear a slip under my dresses. I had several tochoose from. I'd pick one and let it fall over my shoulders. Again, I hadthe angel's touch feeling. I would turn this way and that before themirror. I. She was only redefining thehousehold chores, sort of. How big a deal was it to have to take careof their apartment? And what were all the big decisions that he wouldfeel that he had to make? Ted couldn't think of any, so that if Marshawanted to make decisions, big deal. Then Ted thought of his namechange. That was painful because he'd be made fun of by his friends andbecause his parents would be angry and hurt because his kids would nothave his last name.Finally, Ted decided that it couldn't. " Do I? I feel kind of sticky." Her eyes found Regina's and turned warm. "Last night--oh, darling." Yes," Regina said, hugging her friend, her lover. "I know what you mean. It was wonderful for me, too. Maybe it really takes a woman to create the sharpest climax in another woman. Oh, I go crazy over the others, too--but what we did to each other was something pretty special."Stella's lips were ripe and near; she brought them closer for a kiss. Her tits turned and pressed into Regina's; both. I fell madly in love, and she did too thankfully! We decided to make the big change and live together since we were always with each other anyway.The sex is always incredible. And we continue to explore new things, which got me thinking one night while we were eating dinner."You need to let me fuck you sometime," I said. "What do you mean?" she asked. "You are always fucking me, but I have never been inside that tight little ass of yours. Why not?" Well, I've always been a top girl. Never.