Instead, I spent the time talking to them about what made thembeautiful, and I wasn't talking about makeup. The age of the girls rangedfrom 12 to 17, ...nd each of them was so unique and wonderful. I listened toeach of their stories and got to know them. We took a ton of pictures thatI was going to put into a new scrapbook that Mom had suggested I make. Momand I had already decorated the cover of what we were calling 'Inner Light'and I knew that Amy had also run the idea of including a section on. The only place that had any semblance of order was a computer desk in the corner. The screen was filled with random programming jargon that I didn’t understand.I put some books onto the floor and sat on a random dining chair.“So what can I do for you? You’re not some college guy coming to offer me funding for my app are you?”“Uhh no sorry, I came across your App online and was interested in it.”“Shit, well that sucks,” he said, going over to the mini kitchen and filling a mug up with cold. Then she looks at Dennis. “Him… Not you…” She half laughs, then continues… “Probably…”Dennis smirks, not particularly upset.We cut to a slightly wider shot as she steps away from our chunky host and his dog, toward our camera, reaching forward and clapping her hands infront of the lens – and at the moment her hands make contact, filling our frame, we cut to see…That self-same middle-aged slut, now completely naked in the middle of the yard – with the trucks around her acting as a barrier to. It makes me moist just envisioning the tempting sight. The feel of his long strong arms wrapped around me in a innocent loving embrace that sets my body on fire with far from innocent reactions and ideas, which is very nice to still feel this way after 5 yrs of marriage. I instantly become horny and start doing little things to let him know that I want him. I start with looking up into his eyes with the flirtatious eye contact and mischievous grin. Then I slowly turn in his arms, so my big.