Her finger and toenails were immaculatelyenameled in baby-pink polish, which highlighted tiny, fragile digits thatlooked like they might break if an o...fish man shook her hand withoutcareful restraint.She had a cute, innocent face that when combined with that body wouldconfront men with both a raging need to fuck her while simultaneouslywanting nothing more than to protect her.Mike was staring, too--and the only testosterone in his system came frommemory.Michelle broke the silence, "You're lucky. Doug's face went red, and he turned back to the game. "Sorry." The thing has a cool down, It can only be used once every 12 hours orso," Lenny began."12 hours?" I said softly, my eyes searching for a clock."You mean I'm stuck like this all day?"Lenny looked at the clock and nodded. "Looks like it." Oh god!" I buried my face in my hands, sniffling. My emotions were goingnuts, and tears were forming around my eyes. "I'm stuck like this." Sorry Tim," Lenny's eyes sank to the floor, did I just. She was a little shy at first because, although some of her dreams involved me, many of them involved other men. She wouldn’t admit to which other men she was fantasizing about; she just told me their faces were blank in her dreams.We went off to college together. We lived in separate dorms but managed to find places to have sex. During sex, one night, she grinned at me and asked if I still wanted to watch her have sex with another man.I blurted out, “Yes.”She giggled a little, then said, “I. But this was quite different. Her sister was acting in a strange way and Bobbie Jo knew that this related somehow to her sexual relationship with Steve. She knew this was something very private for just the two of them. But as she got up to go home and leave her sister to whatever she was doing she heard someone walking up the front path. It was Steve coming home from work.Bobbie Jo quickly slid down a bit behind a bush so Steve would not see her. This still left her a perfect view of inside.