" Oh yes," she sighed, "I'm a bit like you in that respect. I'm not a highly social creature to begin with, and I often find myself craving solitude. ...f course, I prefer to have the freedom to leave it when I've had enough." Yeah, options are good."She was still leaning against my shoulder and smelling very nice. "I like your perfume, Anika. What kind is it?" Thank you, Matt. It's actually an American perfume called White Shoulders. Have you heard of it?" I don't really know much about that. A rather handsome man blatantly sifting through silky lingerie sets-all in large and medium sizes, what was even more apparent was the bulge in his jeans as he was touching and feeling the textures of the clothes. I boldly approached him and told him what I thought was going on….that he wanted to try on and wear what he was handling. He turned bright pink dropped his hands over his jeans and the bulge that was ever growing and finally admitted he fantasised about the texture of womans lingerie,. "Mmmm, that is wonderful," purred Don, "did you likethat, lover?" What the hell is going on here?!" yelled Melissa standing at the doorwith a pizza in her hand. "Who is this slut blowing you off!?"Darren stammered, "Wait, Melissa, it's not what you think. This is..."Darren thought about what he was just about to say and instead replied,"Um, yeah, it is what you think." Well, that's just great, that's just fucking great! Take all thisstuff back, you fucking bastard" Melissa said as she threw. . ah, fucking my brother, I'll talk to her." Oh, my, God, do you have any fuckin' idea how that sounded?" Rebecca asked. "I swear I'm about to get off. Say it again." No, I gotta go." And what, keep listening to them?" Rebecca asked. "Tell me what's happening."If her girlfriend had been there listening to Candy's shouts, Rebecca would have broken through the door. "No. I have to be quiet." So you are gonna listen more. You better tell me every detail while I'm fucking—" Bye, love you, bye.".