What is my life like, day-to-day? Imagine me as a somewhat classy call girl. Graduate educated, living in upper middle class suburbia. To see me in pu...lic as a stranger, you would not see anything out of the ordinary. But you might notice how I pretty much always look like I spent lots of time on my appearance, with my clothes signaling that I am sexually available - I want to project ‘smart but sexy bimbo.’ If you knew my husband and me, some people might have heard rumors or stronger words. So I started looking at her giving her some naughty smiles. but she was not responding in any way Now I looked at the couple the boy was pressing the boobs of her girl friend under her sweater but no one was looking at them as they were at the corner seta in the L.P. bus so I got aroused now I want to press the boobs of the lady now I started looking at her boobs which where covered by a sweater and a duppatta. She saw me looking at her boobs now she looked at me in anger but for a moment I. She was very open minded. She was a nurse. She took off her dress in front of us as M. rolled 2 fat bones {Tee hee}. B. asked me if I was wearing her daughters panties. I said yes and blushed wildly. We were all high and smoking the 2nd joint. “Damn. It’s hot in here.” The AC was on low speed. B. stands up and takes off her long white slip throwing it at me. “Want to wear it honey?” I looked at M. and M. said, “Sure Mom he will wear it.” She was now in. We’re kind of like nannies, without much to do.”I sat there thinking some in silence before she spoke again.“Look, you’re twenty and their thirteen and fifteen,” she said thirteen with a bit of unwillingness, “and you’ll be the only guy in the house if you decide to move in. I just ask that you make your decision based on a responsibility and maturity. They give you a lot of attention and it’s not going to go away if you’re in the bedroom next to them. You’ll have them on your back day and.