The gallery was a converted warehouse in a neighborhood that was undergoing a revitalization and I actually felt safe crossing the semi-darkened stree.... I greeted the host and his wife and accepted a glass of wine and began to walk around admiring the art work and greeting the other members. Darlene arrived about an hour later and after greeting the hosts she slowly approached me. She looked like a million dollars in a black sheath dress with slits that revealed a long shapely leg with each. Her name was Alicia Dickson with long blonde hair and blue eyes with a stunning and slender figure. And her breasts. Oh, man, her breasts were like soft pillow cushions that you just wanted to bury your face in. What was I thinking? I wasn't gay, was I? But just as I was thinking that, a strange and growing stirring came in my groin. It grew stronger the longer I stared at Alicia wet and naked in the shower so much so that it made my penis grow out so it looked like I had a rocket underneath my. Tava me sentindo o máximo, eu nunca tinha feito isso na minha vida, ficava horas me admirando no espelho, encantado com meu corpinho, um bumbum empinado, uma cintura fina, minhas pernas lisinhas saindo em meio a um short apertadíssimo....Me olhando no espelho, de repente vi a imagem de minha irmã...me admirando, com um olhar que nunca tinha visto antes...confesso que fiquei com medo, vendo Monique pelo espelho, nào tinha palavras, nem desculpas esfarrapadas na ponta da língua, simplesmente eu. The group wanted to know if you’re going to come back any time soon.” I told him. “Oh, tell them I’m not sure yet,” he replied while still looking at me with a pained expression mixed with sadness. “Uhm, okay.” I turned to Valarie and forced a smile. “Hey, I better be going now, my family is expecting me. Thank you for spending your time with me today.” “You’re going already? You’re not even going to eat?” she asked me, looking disappointed. “No, my parents already have food ready for me at.