As I watch my wife I can tell that Hank is really flirting with her, and to somewhat of my surprise she is flirting back. She is quiet good at it actu...lly. The flick of her red tresses, the sexy laugh, the light touching of Hank's arm and hand. She then leans towards him and places her hand on his shoulder. I can tell he is getting an eyefull of Bonnie's 40D tits. She says something to Hank and then points over to me. She smiles at me and raises her glass for her to bring me another, I smile. He cried. "I though so," said Miss Clawstroke in disgust.Just then the door opened, and there stood Mrs. Goodwin, who had beenwatching the whole thing from the window. "How could you stoop so low,Edna?" "Oh give me a break, Doris," said Miss Clawstroke. (Later Jimmywould wonder how Mrs. Goodwin and Miss Clawstroke were on a first namebasis.) Mrs. Goodwin walked right up to the front of the class andpunched Miss Clawstroke right in the face. Pow! Miss Clawstroke wentdown. Mrs Goodwin pulled her. .. ?” Lia said as she tried to ask the question she wasn’t sure if she could or should ask.I smiled. “No, Lia, no boyfriends since then. I think it was at that time and with him, but since then, no.”Lia nodded. “You’re thinking that what Jessie did for you... ?”I shrugged, puzzled how the boundaries between a model and her photographer were nothing like I imagined they would be. “Well I can at least give you a back massage, try and bliss you out a little?”Lia took a deep breath. “Or ... or you. Horny, yes, that was a prime word to describe Ann. She could never seem to get enough hard cock fucking her pussy, and Sharon laughed as she realized that description of sexual need and hunger always seemed to describe her, too. Sharon laughed to herself as she realized that she was basically a sexual nymphomaniac and she had to be honest with herself and admit how much sex she really needed. Being with Sam and Ann was really good and she came several times, but it still wasn't enough.Sharon.