Tim had some excellent ideas along these lines. First, we'd have to get a phone bank going, with volunteers to work those ringing phones as donations ...oured in to help the victims of crippling sexual frustration and loneliness. Then, of course, we'd need a Poster Man or Poster Woman for sexual deprivation and unhappiness. (There'd be no sexual Poster Child of course, that's a WHOLE other telethon!).Our next door neighbor, Josh, seemed to be the perfect and ideal candidate for Sexual Deprivation. ''I, well, I, I, did shave, I do before I tan, please stop Jerome, please, My husband and family, please?''''Shhhh, now SSShhhh, now you be real still now Mrs. M, mmmm your legs are so soft so smooth, Oh Mrs. M open your eyes Mrs. M and look at your big titties, I think they like what I'm doing, Wow Mrs. M you's got some big fuckin tits.''I blushed Oh my God my nipples were poking through my dress, I suddenly felt his finger move my bikini to the side exposing my love tunnel and my juices were. Lacey began to explain to me, “I know how you like to flaunt me around and it is fun. But I’ve never flaunted you… until today. I’m having a sex toy party and you’re going to be my live model for everyone present.” I actually got a little nervous and I’m sure it showed. “Don’t worry,” she started, “It’s no one from your work it’s only people that we know from my side…. and maybe a few you haven’t met yet,” she said with a tease in her voice. She had me get up and she blindfolded me. She pulled. Gwen was there waiting for me when I got home, happy as ever to see me. She hugged me and kissed me and I did my best not to show any anger. It helped that the kids were home and I promised myself I wouldn’t make a scene with them there. We had dinner as a family and I told them about my fake business trip and why it was so important. By the end of the night I almost felt like nothing had happened, then I looked at my wife and I was reminded of what I had seen earlier on my computer. Gwen and I.