"Honey don't fret Christine knows what you'll like," Marie confided."But how?" Kelly fretted. "She never said anything after she took mymeasurements. ...he just stood there watching me look though thoseclothing books." I think she has some psychic ability to know what you like when you seeit or something like that," Kay tried to explain. "I don't think she hasever made something for someone that they did not love." Kay is correct honey," Marie added. "It has something to do withChristine's. He was pleasant and open and a very thoughtful man, highly recommend.”“Wow” I said matching her smile, Anika just laughed“Oral skills eh” she joked “and you taught her French?, what’s that all about? She asked happy that I got a good review, I had to tell her the truth here.“I told her that the only French I knew was kissing” I said giving her a wink, she looked at me and I had no idea what was running through her head.“OMG Frank, and what is French kissing?” she said and for the first time I. "But you had no right to be mad," she continued, "because I only did that because you melted my Barbie's feet into big black clumps." Why you unappreciative bitch you! That was corrective surgery. I was trying to make it so she could stand up without leaning against something. Oh well, story of my life. Me and all my best intentions."This was fun! But then Miriam's big grin collapsed into a much more thoughtful repose. "Weren't you mad at me when I left?"I was taken aback. "Mad? Oh, Miriam.. As I discarded my pants, shorts and socks Denise hooked her thumbs into her panties lifted her legs and pulled them over her feet. As I climbed onto the bed next to her my eyes were fixed on the dark pubic hair between her legs, it looked so soft and inviting. I ran my hand up the inside of her thigh as she slowly parted her legs for me, as I reached her pussy I could feel its heat then the soft hair surrounding her slit. I ran a finger up and down he pussy lips feeling their heat and.