I guess the best definition is concubines. Most of the women if they aren't on the beach are in lingerie or if they do have "clothing" it's a leather,...lace or latex. Lace can be a lot of fun, it never fails to turn Erica and Willow on which almost always means that I get throw down on the bed and ravished. Leather isn't too bad, but its uncomfortable in the heat. Personally, I hate latex, but so do Erica and Willow. I've never ended up wearing latex. I have ended up in silk quite often. We started with normal chat then I said are you interested in sex. There was long pause and after some time she said yes I was really happy to see that. Then we started to do sex chat. She asked how long is my dick I said 6.5 inches she laughed. I asked why she laughed. She said it’s too short. I said if you gave me a chance I am sure I can satisfy her???? She said may be in next life shortly. I was really angry and I went off line. At night I logged in and I found her sorry message. After. And on and on and on.Too shattered to play his usual role in this familiar ritual, he poured himself a shot of whiskey and headed off for a long hot soak in the bathtub, pursued by the predictable sarcastic remarks as he dragged himself up the stairs.While he was in the bath, the phone rang. The wife answered and was told that her husband's client, James Wright, had been granted a stay of execution after all. Wright would not be hanged tonight.Finally realizing what a terrible day he must have. "I worked my way down his torso, washing his stomach and sides, and briefly scrubbing his armpits. Then I told him to turn around so I could do his back. I went back for more soap, and started at the top again, turning a friendly wash into a more intimate soapy massage. George moaned when I hit the muscles at the small of his back; something he had done to himself when he was younger caused him pretty much constant lower back pain nowadays. Once I had finished there, I ran my hands over his ass.