Some of them are almost like how-to manuals," she giggled. "Plus, I know what makes me feel good. So, yeah, I could go to bed with an inexperienced gu..., as long as he was willing to let me tell him what I liked and stuff. You know, someone who likes me and respects me and wouldn't mind experimenting. And he'd have to be sweet and gentle." That's a pretty hefty set of requirements," I laughed. "Where you going to find someone like that?" I found him already," she said quietly. Then she looked. She was not too tall, about up to my chin, but well shaped. She was weaning a black sweater and tight jeans. Made me think of Conway Twitty’s song Tight Fittin’ Jeans. And that sweater clearly showed that she was all woman and with nothing between her smooth white skin and that black sweater. I sat down next to her and she immediately moved closer to me so that her leg brushed mine. “Hi” she said, “my name is Randy.” I bet you are I thought. “I’m Jim, nice to meet you, are you staying in the. Then after two months of living with us dad got a call one Friday evening to come into work for a serious problem. He told us not to wait up which meant that it was going to take a long time to fix. Robin had been getting ready to go out dancing. She loved that Country Line Dancing. That’s where she had met my father. Dad told her to take me dancing with her if she still wanted to go. She just looked at me and smiled. I just looked at her and drooled. Robin was wearing a tight blue jean mini. Mike's message has just brought a smile to my face, he's free this morning, and is asking whether I can pop in on my way to work for some fun. Well I'm not going to miss the opportunity for a quickie, but sadly I do have to get to work as well. I jump up and head to the shower. I usually sleep naked, so I just start the shower and get straight in. The hot water feels so good against my curvy body. I start by washing my long brown hair and finish, by shaving off every inch of hair that shouldn't.