. He ... caught us, me and Anna. We were on a beach in Indonesia, doing what Anna and I do ... and he caught us, flipped out, thought he was going to ...ill us." Ouch." Right? He'd never been a beach person before that, and after ... well, rumor was that he refused to take any job that involved sand. Don't know if he's let that go, but I doubt he's gotten over Anna. He hated me for ruining it."Gene stared at his feet a moment. "How, uh ... how did you two start ... uh..." Fucking? You want to. I went to me bedroom and stripped. I also stepped into my shower. I wasall soaped up when I heard two large blasts. Wrapping a towel aroundme, I ran out my house. It was on fire. So was my garage. With theexception of my boat and what was on it, everything I owned went up inthe flames. My brother and his wife got a hold of me. Helga said,"Nicole, I have called 911. Larry is wetting down our place. Comeinside and relax." (Larry and Helga live one hundred yards from me.)I was led inside. I rinsed. She wore pantyhose as a foundation garment to help flatten her tummy, hold her male genitalia out of the way between her legs, and to help cover the small nicks and varicose veins on her forty-year-old thighs and ankles. She felt a small tingle of excitement as she smoothed the pantyhose up her legs and over her tummy and buttocks. She carefully manipulated the sheer toes around her painted nails ensuring she didn't ladder the cheap hose.Michele selected a pair of red nylon full-cut panties. . yeah... I admit... I've been turned on by the different whiffs I've had of different guys' knacker sweat."There was actually some truth in that and it was obvious that it was the right answer. The four of them turned and grinned at each other - especially Harvey - and then nodded towards me like I'd passed the first test.The movie started playing again and soon Costa was peeling off his briefs over his thighs."Pause it! Fuckin' pause it!" Whitehouse called out. "I wanna see his cock! I've.