I'm a tiny blond boy, with a girlish figure, such a gentle little boy.Too bad I'm not a girl, I could go in a skirt and nylons and in a fluffy blouse ...ith ruffles like my sister sometimes walks.I set off and in a moment I stand a little trembling in front of the door, looking forward to it, but at the same time I am afraid of what is going to happen, I can already hear the boat shutting down the corridor and the door opens."Good evening Mrs. Countess" I greet this elegant lady.In the open door. I sat down in the closest empty space I could find. "Which one of you owns that gorgeous Cagiva?" I asked. "Uh, that would be sleeping beauty here." she said, pointing to the girl with red leather pants. "And you?" "Mine is the Suzuki," she said, "Are you the guy that was trying to keep up with us back there?" "Guilty. How did I do?" "I've seen better, but the problem isn't your skill. It's your bike. If you try keeping up on that cruiser you are going to scrape your pannies on the. Thank you as she handed me the beer. I am a little disappointed you did slap my butt again like Maria. Its a nice butt Lisa but I am with Maria. Thank you so I have a nice butt. Yes, if we were single I would tap it. Mark that would be nice I bet with you from behind. Maria walks to the car for a swimsuit and returns to the poolside bathroom to change. I walked over to Jose to say Hi as we had some small talk and found out he is in the real estate business and I told him my business. Maybe we. .I find myself with a lot of time on my hands during the day due to my evening job, so I usually spend time painting in the den. Creating surrealistic images from ever day objects was a passion of mine I had always had, and my inspiration usually came post orgasm. Primarily because that was when my mind was the clearest.Without my husband home, I had no choice but to induce some self pleasure. So here I sat on the couch surfing the net for the spark to ignite my creative blaze. I had to.