With my sexual appetite and desire for public promiscuity, it is just easier to have instant access. Plus, it just feels good to keep the beaver brea...hing. I love these hose, they shimmer even in low light. I put on a purple bra because it matched. This one is padded which isn’t really sexy to me, but the unprinted fabric matches the sheen in my pantyhose. The minidress I slip on is matching purple. It doesn’t have the sheen of the bra, but the colors match. It allows just the upper. The very next night, Stew sat hoping Sherry would stop by. When she did, he suggested she jump in his car instead of the side by side deal. It was raining profusely and why in hell should anyone get wet? Sherry could not have agreed more. When she got in with Stew, she was soaked. That brief moment outside was just enough to get her totally drenched from the rain. Stew could not help but notice how her uniform clung to her body. ‘You don’t wear a vest, eh?’ He asked. ‘No, I’m way too much of. I have as much to loose as you do in this. I would lose my family and everyone I love. So I will never speak of this time with you, ever, with anyone. Not even with my husband some day. Are you sure you are only eleven? I asked. Ill be twelve in three months, she replied. When we arrive at her house, she said that she had a surprise for me. I was to go in to her parents bedroom, change into a swimming suit and wait for her in the pool. Since she had this all planned out, what could I do. I. I used to have a great balance of work and play, but these days it was mostly work, followed by a few hours of parental duties, followed by a few precious hours of sleep.I love my kids, really I do. My daughter Rachel is smart and kind and every day I feel proud of her. My son Sam is still a toddler and that little smile of his is worth everything. They do genuinely improve my life, I feel fulfilled.But also, they're fucking exhausting.Perhaps it's because of my work schedule, plus having to.