She Was so caught in what she was doing that she didn’t even see nor heard when I entered so I cleared my throat aloud And she was so shocked when s...e turned around and see me that she turned idiot, she stuttered while she fixed her Clothes and started searching for the remote and I spoke softly with the suitcase in my hand as I looked on her hard ?Don’t?.just continue what you were doing? . Then she looked at me confused and tried to speak again and I walked away and Made my way to the. Trying not to be conspicuous, I scooted closer to the divider so I could peek over. He had a great ass, too, and a big dick looked even better close up. I wanted so bad to jack off. I turned back around and washed some more. Then I scooted back over and peeked again. I thought I was being discrete but he caught me looking and smiled. Like what you see? he asked. I backed away and he said not to be embarrassed. He said he was curious about other guys when he was my age too. Then he continuing. His death threw Blackie into turmoil she began painting again, almost non-stop to keep from having to face the world, a world less colorful, less exciting, and less beautiful now that Daniel and Evan were gone. Her best and only friend Di, persuaded her to show her works in a gallery, Portia’s gallery to be exact. Blackie had made it finally, but she was alone in a bittersweet twist of fate. Portia was a pretentious and gorgeous, rich bitch, her ex-husband gave her the gallery in the divorce. Chloe was dressed only in black high heels, stockings and a black basque with white trim and a matching pair of panties. Paul was still fully dressed as were Jay and I. However, Jay’s little black skirt was so short that it clearly exposed her stocking tops and most of her legs above those. Her gold coloured corset offered a beautiful view of her 36DD’s which were being admired by both Paul and Chloe. This didn’t go unnoticed by Jay who also enjoys the attention and feel of a woman. And more.