She wasn't even particularly concerned about the styleof lingerie she wore, just so long as it made her feeland leggy and lovely and unforgivably naug...ty.In short, wearing lingerie made her feel like a girl.2She'd been amazingly lucky.Few would have described it as luck, but it had beenluck nonetheless, luck of a type relevant only toCharise herself, fortune of a magnitude that only shecould truly appreciate. How many of her kind wereborn with a face which spanned the gulf between themale and. We're freezing and I don't know what to do."Author's note to readers and writers: Hi! Thanks for checking out my story. It's my first erotica/romance story, not just publicly, but just in general. It's also the first time I write fictional prose in English as it is my second language, but I think I write English well enough for these questionable purposes. If there are any spelling and/or grammatical mistakes that you think are severe, or if there is a sentence that is worded in a weird or. She had the cutest face I could imagine with freckles across her nose that wrinkled as she cheered on her daughters. I could tell she noticed me as well. As soon as the game was over she came up to me, and thanked me for officiating the game; even though her daughter’s team lost. As she shook my hand, she slipped me a business card. On the back was scrawled, “Call me.” The next day I did. She was very forthright, telling me that she had heard about me though a friend (Emily if I had guessed). . just for a little while,” Gail agreed eagerly. She really did want to see what itfelt like. Of course she wouldn’t let Herb go all the way, but a little more wouldn’thurt. He had promised to stop and Gail trusted Herb. He’d never even tried anythinglike this before and the slightly drunken virgin really thought that all Herb wanted todo was to touch her cunt with his cock. She never dreamed that Herb was intendingon shoving his blood engorged member right into her tight virginal opening.