I realized very early on that a name like mine was worth its weight in gold when it came to attracting boys’ attention… that it was the nomenclatu...al equivalent of a pair of big tits. But I also knew that I wasn’t interested in boys. I wanted men and, quite frankly, I didn’t have a clue about how to get one. I certainly wasn’t going to start walking up to strangers and introducing myself, although, in my fantasies, I did it all the time – “hi,” I’d say. “I’m Jenny Swallows, and I do.” And I was. Around 9.30 she told me to go to the bed room. I went and waited for her. At 10pm she came inside the bedroom with a jug full of milk and a plate of fruits. She kept the plate and the jug on the side table. I stood up. She again knelt down and touched my feet. I touched the shoulders of my young wife and made her to sit on the bed. She sat at the edge and looked at me. I understood she wants to go all the way a new bride is supposed to go. Ok.I lifted her face and said, “Selvi, you are very. My first atraction to her started many years ago, I was only 11 making her 17. she was still living at home and had just finished school that day. she decided to go out celebrating with her friend and to start off the summer on a drunken night. I sat at home that night as I was house sitting while my parents were out, it came to about 12 midnight and I got a call from them saying that they wouldnt be home. so I locked up the house and headed to bed and immediatly fell asleep. I got woken up by. Tears distorted her heavy makeup.“Wow,” said Wendy, “I don’t know whether to comfort you or lick you,” she teased. Alex teared up, looking pathetic.“Aw, ba-by. Come here,” Wendy said, opening her arms.Alex unclenched her coat as she ran into Wendy’s arms. The distraught woman simply held her friend in a death grip, pressing Wendy’s head against her chest. Alex’s bare chest, Wendy noticed. Even smothered, she could tell Alex wore nothing underneath her coat.“I didn’t realize flesh tones were in.