I get bored and like to change things up, can’t really help it, it’s the one area of my life that I truly experiment. Anyways, I’m a nice cream ...olor with about cantaloupe-sized breasts. I like them and men seem to always be staring, so that must be a good thing, right? But I’m just average overall, I can be honest about it. I get a lot of cutes and pretties, but not gorgeous or smoking. Well now you know about me, let’s get to the good stuff why don’t we? So this is the story of my summer… and. I must confess I prefer bigger tits, but hers were cute and perky looking from through that rather transparent top. What made me hopeful and rather excited though, was the really short black skirt and the long legs that did more than just peek out from under it. “You’re hot!” I blurted out, as I couldn’t help myself. She giggled flirtatiously in response and said “Look who’s talking!!!” And that’s when I felt relieved, that she liked me. That the awkwardness was done and over with! We spent an. That’s why he’d made contact with the Windsor’s when he realised Loraine was not Jez’s legal guardian.Max had ‘phoned the Windor’s and invited them to the VIP week-end pool party!Arriving on Dan’s arm had thrilled Valerie; which was publicly confirming them as a couple.However once the introductions had been made Max astutely separated them by having Dan diverted by his hostess while he entertained Ms Windsor.Max was a business man and wanted a one to one discussion with the lady in charge of. , etc. I emailed her and she sent back some pics and a nice reply. Seems her dad lost his job and she's trying to gain enough money to go back to college in the fall. The pics, well, they sold me. She was very pretty, not cheap-looking at all, really a 'girl-next-door'-type. I sent her a reply that I was sympathetic to her situation and wanted to take her out for a nice dinner and named my favorite Italian restaurant in town. Now, I'm thirty-eight, not bad looking, just not really good-looking,.