Apparently she sensed this, and dated other guys quite regularly. She wasn't going to sit at home waiting for Bob to call. She had a nice figure and w...sn't a nun in her actions, so Bob could see why she was popular. He did enjoy talking to her and gazing at her sexy figure.She insisted on Bob giving her his mailing address and she said she would write to him. Bob wasn't overly enthused with the idea of becoming a pen pal, but he agreed to do it. At least he thought she would be keeping him. Hopkins any longer.Well, it did mean that I had to put up with my sister more, I really did enjoy the times when she went away to camp but, it looked like those days were over.I still managed to avoid her most of the time, I often slept until eleven or even noon, when I could and then more or less did my own thing during the rest of the day.Now, I didn't hate my sister, no, but she was kind of spoiled and a bit of a brat. I really thought both my parents tended to spoil her but probably most. His arms, thick with muscles, were clearly visible under his lab coat. She had always had a thing for older men. She, at nineteen, had dated quite a few men older than her. She loved their strength and loved the way they looked at her, with such hunger. It was usually easy for her to meet men. She looked quite young for her age, and could easily pass for fourteen or fifteen. Her big, round, green eyes, full lips and easy smile didnt hurt either. She loved how the men looked her, especially. Jim could taste the astringent flavor of cum. He wondered weather it was his or whether some of Mr. Grinnell's cum was mixed with his own.He looked over Beth to help make sure no sign of her activities remained. He found one droplet of white on her breast. She picked it up on her finger and licked it off while her blue eyes looked directly into her husband's.At dinner, Jim saw that his wife was seated to Mr. Grinnell's left. All through dinner she seemed to be laughing at his jokes and lapping.