I’m bringing it to them tomorrow at eight.” “They look so young and sexy. Promise me you won't fuck them.” “I promise. It may just enable me...to give you your second wish though.” “Do you think so? I mean just because they watched you doesn't mean they'll do what I want them to.” “I know,” I said, “but at least I'll have a shot, so to speak.” Joan laughed and said, “Thank you so much for doing this for me. There's one thing though.” “Name it.” “I know you asked me to call and I did, but do me a. Some of it a worse than the rest but none of it good."As she spoke I saw the envelope sitting on the table still unopened,right next to my mug of tea. I picked it up and lifted the flap, therewas a sheath of photographs inside so I slid them out.Five 10x6 black and white photographs with the face of Michael smilingup at me in every single one. Of course, a photograph of your husbandshouldn't make you feel that angry, but that was precisely how I felt.Any trace of sorrow or self-pity vanished. Zena proved to him that he could be attractive to a beautiful woman by just being himself. He would just have to be more cautious the next time.He told his father what had happened, but didn't go into any of the lurid details. He simply explained that Zena had another friend and that she had to choose between him and her. In the end, she was gone from his life and he was upset that she hadn't chosen him, but understood that she had known the other woman much longer than him.Bill now set his. "Linda I need to use the bathroom, what are we going to do?" "Well I don't know, okay...okay... how about I pull your pants down andyour boxers and I will leave the bathroom so you can pee, will that work" "Yeah I think I can live with that" So we head into the bathroom and I stand behind my Tony, I reach aroundand unbuckle his pants and pull them down, then I hook my fingers in his boxers and pull them down.. I could not help but notice his tight buns. I know I shouldn't be thinking these.