Com, fictionmania.tv, bdsmlibrary.com,and mistressdyvia.com, Certainly, no one should be charging money forthis but me.A Quick intro and greeting:Hell... to all my pets, fans, and anyone else who is new. I love writing,and sometimes I do too much for my own good. I've spent too much time inrecent years roleplaying on lockedinlace.com and of course my ownsurrendertopink.com... But of course, the writing bug comes in such away, that just posting a few posts about your story lacks fun. You. It was bad enough to be in the wrong. It would be worse still to be seen to cry like a baby."It was only the one time," said Alex, knowing full well that this excuse was highly unlikely to assuage his guilt."That's just what my husband would say. And he was always whoring. Isn't one woman enough for you? You have to fuck some slut as well." She was an ex-lover of mine..." Clearly she's not an ex-lover any more. You cheat on your wife and now you cheat on me. What have you got to say for. I know it’s something that will probably never happen, and maybe that’s what makes it all the more exciting. I began to play back our conversation in my head, nothing really sexual ever came up but his voice made my body tingle. I let my hands begin to wander, first teasing my nipples through my thin cotton t-shirt, making them hard and then moving down my flat tummy. As his laugh echoed in my mind I let my fingers find the bottom hem of my shirt, pulled it up slowly, imagining it was his. I. The eight girls looked fantastic in the wet suits. The black neoprene stretched tight around their breasts, hips and back sides. I had seen Penny, Tammy, and Kathy like this last year. I was accustomed to seeing all of Julie's assets. Lindsey, Jake's girlfriend Morgan, Heather, and Heather's friend Sammie were revelations. Ninth graders Lindsey and Morgan were going to give the girls on our cheerleading squad a run for their money soon, based on their looks.The real surprise was Heather. Last.