And who ever spins has to take a shot of red label. Everyone readyMerin :readyJiji: readyBevin: so wait what shall we ask to do or question.Febi : any...hingBevin: anything really. I am ready . Me first. Let me spin.Febi : so it’s you John .Truth or dareMe: truthBevin: which girl here do you think is sexy.Me: merinMerin: thanksAll smilesMe : my turn.Febi : it’s you Merin. Truth or dare.Merin : dareMe : remove ur top and juggle ur boobs.Merin : stands up and remove her tee shirt and jumps.Ooooh. " My, we are secretive, aren't we?" she commented coyly."There are times, my dear Sondra when secrets are not only discretionary, but absolutely necessary." I understand." Do you?" he asked as the waiter brought the wine for inspection. Joubert smelled the cork, sipped an ever so slight amount and nodded his approval. The wine was poured and they were left alone for the moment."I can certainly appreciate the need for discretion. After all, I am a married woman," she smiled faintly."There is. ‘The Search is Over.’ My favorite part is where the lyricist writes that ‘the search is over, love was right before my eyes.’ Well, honey, the search is over. Love was always here, just waiting for you to come to its arms. Others won’t ever get it, you know. They’ll just see ‘ultimate male fantasy’ and either judge or envy you. They won’t see that you tried to love the conventional route, the way that society tells you to try it, blind dates, so-called ‘real dates,’ monogamy, engagement,. She stood 5 foot 1 inch in height and weighed 115 pounds with red hair. Her body was normal and hot she had measurements of 34-24-34. After going through her lingerie drawers because of strong curiosity, I learned she had a B cup for the rest of her bra size measurement. Modesty in the home was nothing, everyone walked around in underwear all of the time, or the sheer nightgowns for my mother and sister. I could see their breasts in the morning at the breakfast table. All anyone had to do was.