They were legs I would expect on a dancer; tan, lean, slim but very toned from years of playing tennis. She had a tiny birthmark on her left thigh but...otherwise flawless. I could live with a tiny birthmark.She walked past me, fast, confident; her hips performing that fashion model swivel. The kind of swivel that drives men crazy. The kind of swivel that put the world in focus. She walked back past me toward the bedroom. Her breasts tented the robe so that I could see a hint of their shape, the. Movie four, he asked if my ladies would mind being involved as extras as he made the place look like a resort and the head barman, head waiter and resort manager ploughed their way through many of the guests, male and female. I even made a cameo as a male guest and even though we were not involved in any of the sex, it was fun watching ourselves in the finished movie.The director, over time, became a friend and the ladies and I had been wondering if they could star in one of his movies. We. Each time she watched she recalled making mad love with the young lifeguard and was mystified that she briefly fantasized Malcolm’s penis moving inside her. Prior to that time, she had never had erotic feelings for her son. Perhaps Bart Andrews being so close in age to Malcolm triggered the fantasy. Each time she fantasized though another wave of guilt washed over her.The night she ended her affair with Milroy was during Malcolm’s spring break from Rutgers, he was home. Yielding to her. And now she sat in her bedroom alone, in front of her mirror looking sad and feeling lonely. She had been invited to a party of one of the girls that she worked with who was celebrating her 21st Birthday. Carol knew she would be one of the oldest there but still wanted to look good for the event as she gazed at her shape thinking of what she could wear to accomplish this feat.Reaching into her drawer she pulled out a pair of lace topped hold up stockings in black and slid one onto each of her.