It's your amazing figure and that asian mocha skin.”“Next time I’ll try and dress up then,” Paula giggled.John smiled, “Oh really,” he sai... cheekily, “so Tom is in for a treat, I’ll have to get him over for a drink.”Paula looked into John’s eyes, seeing the mischief sparkle in them and getting a little excited at the innuendo.“Well you’ll need to give me a heads up so I can get properly dressed," she smiled and with that the conversation moved on.It was another week before Paula got a text from. " Dude!! Oh yeah!" Man, I wanna check out the river." Dude! Like I'm up for it. Hey, Dude, This is pretty comfy!" Yup, does ride nice. Too bad I have to give the it back, Man." Dude! ya gotta surrender the wheels? That's harsh, Dude!" Yeah, Man. Well, I borrowed it." Like, five finger borrowed? Dude!" Oh no, Man. Nope. The Whatever loaned it to us." Dude, What Whatever?" Cat lives up top. Dude, and Dudess, Man." Dude! Check out the chicks in the river. Nice rack, Blondie." Yeah Man. Best. I had on a pair of black slacks and a button down on my 6 foot frame. The music was loud and everyone seem to be having a good time. There were many good looking people around. From a hot red head in tight jeans to a short blonde in a small dress. I walked to the drinks and got a beer. I started drinking until I noticed this one girl checking me out. She was a bit thick with dark hair. She had a very nice body and long nails. She was wearing a sexy red dress and sipping on a drink. We shared. " Yeah, I know. Double standard and all that. Having sex with the young. You're not the only one who will miss Tyler when he leaves." We have others for you to enjoy." I hugged her. "I read a couple of chapters in that book by Robert Rimmer in study hall today that you bought me. He makes this lifestyle seem so ideal."Mom giggled. "Well, it is and it isn't. Back during the hippie commune movement in the early 1970s, the sociologists discovered that the key to a happy commune was a strong.