I put theshopping down, and unfolded the note. It was done in my handwriting,saying simply "Don't damage this lot, or you'll regret it. Put itaway." O... fuck. I was quite clearly utterly out of my tree, fruitloop,nuts, a screaming madman. Thank god the appointment was tomorrow.I was sitting in my favourite comfy chair, wearing a pair of tightjeans, obviously girl's jeans, and a cut-off top that would have lookedreally cute on a girl. But not on me. Shit. Shrugging, I went upstairsto change,. Fine. I was stunned, disappointed and not a little bit horny. I hit the sack and had the good sense to contract strep throat in the meantime, avoiding the awkwardness the next morning with a raging fever and no voice to speak of. He stayed at my place a couple weeks later. At 3 AM or so, our peak conversational time, displaying an odd mix of body language, I found myself with my head in his lap (an unusually cuddly move) and my arms tightly crossed over my chest. With his thin but strong hand. Both women smiled at Tara when she made eye contact with them, but mixed with those smiles was that same expression of uneasy dismay. And, like Danielle, both women gawked unabashedly at Tara's braless tits.Tara looked away, admiring the huge etched-glass front window, then noticed Danielle outside, across the street.Danielle was talking to the town sheriff, a muscular, attractive man in his forties who was perched in a wooden chair on the sidewalk in front of his office. Danielle appeared to. She let him in with a sigh "oh go on then, if you have to - but not the arse - it's still sore from last night" Your turn to get breakfast, mum", said Mikey pulling her girlfriend around on top to take her in a reverse cowgirl position, "and don't burn the toast again" added Anita cheekily.Suzz grazed on those gorgeous dark brown nipples thrust into the air on top of succulent breasts, before leaving the family bed to make cups of tea.Looking down at her own nakedness and worn out breasts, she.