So said Joanne,“I was sitting at home, minding my own business when this young guy – a Mexican named Jose, started washing the windows in the hous.... It was a hot day and his sweat-soaked shirt clung to him and although I wasn’t looking for anyone, I found myself entranced in admiring his muscles and physique.”Joanne had our undivided attention.“So, I decided to put on a show for him, just to see what his reaction might be.”The entire group was now following along, waiting to hear the story.“I. Then we have beach volleyball, beach soccer, roller derby, roller hockey and one of the crews from Tank Six had a basketball court set up in front of their home pod. I noticed you wrote about regular barbeques. We have those just about every night it seems, and they almost always include contests. We even have had three-legged races. Those are great fun, but I can't pair with Erica very well. My love and reason for living is just too short and we struggle to maintain a good rhythm. Willow and I. Like yours (her father now caressed the outer side of her round firm left buttock) and she had full shapely thighs ... like yours (her father caressed her vibrant left thigh)"The touches excited Cherri and she asked. "Am I really as beautiful as mom was when she was young?" Yes, dear. The most fabulous thing was her bosom ... just like..."Giggling playfully Cherri finished the sentence for her father, "Just like mine?" Yes," laughed her father, and gently caressed the swell of her left breast.. “Oh, sorry,” muscle guy said quickly, “I’ll fetch your clothes…” “No!” I shouted more than said that. “No?” Finally, I had their attention. “I - I think we need to clear a few things up. I’m not a stripper.” They looked at me a little startled, then I saw a flicker of mischief in his eyes. Fuck! They didn’t believe me. So I tried again. “I’m really not a stripper. I - I came here for my oral exam with Professor Harding.” There was absolute silence in the room for a minute while they.