He just took everything to the washing machine. Since he doubted his clothes could fit the guy, he just decided to save what could still be saved.He w...s lucky to have a little sofa to sleep on. No matter how tempting sounded to sneak under the covers with Max, he could not risk shocking the guy like that. So he dozed off in front of the TV, thinking of how hot the brunet’s skin must have felt against the cool sheets on his bed.***The next morning, he was glad to find the guy’s clothes. Diary, do you remember how I got to wear one of Aphrodite'sown gowns to the Senior Prom? That was such an awesome night. Jasonlooked so incredibly cute in his tuxedo. (Diary, you remember whenDavid and I broke up because he went away to college? I thought I'dnever stop crying. I didn't let him know that of course. He was myfirst, you know. I still remember how it felt, when he pushed my blouseand bra up and sucked so gently on my nipples, and my pussy got all wet,and just ached for him to push. They were tiny shorts with the top just about at the bikini line and the bottom level with her pussy, as she stood with legs slightly apart I could see a nice tight gap and the outline of her pouting labia lips and a slight bulge concealing her pubic hair.I spun her around to view her arse, OMG! She did have a cute arse, the shorts were tight like a second skin and they were high enough to show the bottom of her round cheeks and the fabric of the shorts had lodged into her crack, “Wow” I said. But surely I did not imagine the sensation of sweat beginning to seep out from my armpits and groin. I inched closer. She shifted a little away; was it coincidence? She had given no explicit sign, but I sensed she was aware of my nearness and felt crowded. I was in an agony of suspense. If I made another move toward her she might leave altogether, then what should I do? To try to show I was merely another customer I picked a couple of books randomly off the shelf in front of me, then moved a.