Do you like our room? You can change anything you want in the house and garden.’ he sounds hopeful in my liking of the room, and I think I pick up t...at he is nervous that I will like him. ‘Yes, it is beautiful. More beautiful than I could ever dream of having as my own. Why am I here?’ I ask hesitantly, hoping for the truth and not some bold faced lie. ‘You are here because you are to be my wife, and the mother of my children. You are beautiful, smart, from what I can tell, and you are strong.. "I'm in a bit of a rush and really can't spend a lot of time." Very well... , uh, may I ask what this regards?" she asked curiously."I'm sorry, but this is private between Jonathan and me and I really can't discuss it," Josh answered, feeling even more awkward. "What's more, it'd be better if you didn't press him for any details." I see," she said simply, giving him an odd appraising look. "Becky wanted me to tell you that she's unavailable and locked in her room upstairs," she explained,. I was quite lucky really.when i hit 17, i´d developed really well. my breasts grew to a reasonable size (but would never be big) with nice long nipples, and i grew tall and slim. some might say a little too wirey for a girl, but i wasn´t worried and liked looking at my developing body in the mirror with fascination, turning this way and that, appreciationg every change. the only thing i didn´t like was i had inherited a touch of red in my hair from my dad, and as a result when my pubes started. Then one evening after a few drinks at the club I came home to a roomie, nice enough guy young like me sandy blond hair 5’8 180. We chatted and got to know each other he was 23 married we talked about wives women and sex his wife had given him regular blow jobs seem she really like sucking cock. He was from the city I was from the country we spent several evenings talking about the differences and how it was growing up. In the city from what I gathered it was a little more liberal than the.