With a last glance at the mirror, she walked to the front door and turned on the outside light. Opening the door to see a red faced Tom on her doorste....Smiling, she said, "Do you have a name?" M. . Mary," he stammered.Raising her voice she said, "Come on in Mary." Allowing him to enter. "In to the lounge. Want a drink love?" 'Mary' nodded apprehensively. "Wine or gin?" She asked looking at him, assessing his appearance."Wine please," he whispered avoiding her eyes.Laughing, she walked into the. Here then are the three tales, shaped here and there by us but essentially as they were told in an erotic miasma of half-fulfilled, half-unfinished sex during the intervals in that week-end’s activity. Whether the stories are based on truth or are pure fantasy is hard to say, although there is one which we believe has a very plausible ring. They deal, respectively, with role playing, sex with strangers, and incest.Linda and Gary’s story.This is a scenario that developed during a series of. "Ann! You're not proposing what I think you'reproposing?" "I most certainly am!", Ann remained resolute. "For my first wish, I wish for those Persian slippers of yoursto be replaced... or changed into... or whatever you have to do... tofit yourself out in a pair of your classic, high heeled pumps!" "Heel size?", though it grated on him to be forced into doingsuch, Gene heard his herified self asking for his wife's clarification. "Hmmm... four inches - I think - should. I said, ‘You would have problems wearing that top. You would not manage to cover it all up, then you would be on show for everyone to see,’ and laughed. She said, ‘If you got flaunt it.’ Quick as a flash I said, ‘Well, do you flaunt it? I have once. I went online and posted a pic of myself naked. Have you ever done that?’ She said that yes she does now and again. I said to her, ‘I would like to know the website please, as I would like to see for myself.’ She never told me the site but said, ‘If.