Why is it different this time?’ ‘I’m entitled to some privacy,’ said Angela, ‘Just because you enjoy bragging about you sex life doesn’t m...an that everybody does.’ ‘Oh, puh-LEEZE!’ Tina exclaimed, rolling her eyes, ‘Gimme a break, Mom. Where do you think I got that from? You’ve given me a blow by blow description of almost every guy you’ve fucked since you lost your virginity in the seventh grade.’ ‘Eighth grade,’ Angela corrected. ‘Whatever,’ said Tina, ‘You’ve even given me some pretty. Then she welcomed me in and I followed her sexy hot fleshy ass while walking behind her. Then we sat for sometime and had lunch. Then we went to her bedroom, sat on her bed and were talking. We went on talking and the topic came of her feeling alone and bored at home everyday.She said she really enjoyed my mom’s and my company. I was happy too. Then she asked me, do you really enjoy being with me ???? I said yes, she replied, then it’s okk. Because I don’t want you to get bored with an old lady. .. When we're alone together nothing in our secret fantasy world is off limits and our appetite for sharing and exploring our desires together is ravenous. We can be oh, so very depraved with our shared thoughts and ideas. If you're interested and want to know more then email me. I know you're out there somewhere. My special lady. My perverted soul mate. Come to me. You want it as much as I do, and I'm here for you -- waiting. Ultimately I'm looking for a woman who wants a real. I was excited for her. Tom and I began the four-block walk to the Monteleone where the Ferguson sisters were supposed to be fucking John and Steve in my room! Tom and I arrived outside my room at the Monteleone and I knocked on the door before opening it with my key. I called out, ‘Hey guys can we come in? We’re here to pick up my things.’ John answered, ‘Hell yes, come on in and join the party! Steve and Sally got us some booze down at the corner liquor store—Debbie ain’t never been drunk.