That's when I had my first sexual thought about another guy. Something about the smell of mingled sweat and skin tight spandex just turned my crank. B...t as soon as the season was over so were the thoughts...till the next year. But I digress...that is another story. Suffice it to say that I love my wife, I ADORE her, and I would NEVER cheat on her for ANY reason. I have never fantasized about another woman since I met Billie, but those boys in their singlets are another thing. We BOTH have hot. I won't push her. So, what about you and Leslie?" Things seem to be going great so far. She's smart, intelligent, fun to be with, and to tell you the truth I think she's sexy as hell. What more could a guy ask for?" Oh boy. You're done. She's got you reeled in." Yeah," I laughed, "that's true. Somehow I don't mind it a bit." Good! That's what having a girlfriend is supposed to be like." Here they come."The girls got back from their venture to the bathroom with a few minutes to spare before the. She cleaned up the girl with the free baby wipes that they gave to all the volunteer Girl Scouts that did the field work of selling the cookies. They also gave them complimentary bottles of water and breath mints to freshen up their mouths when necessary. That kind of mystified her unless they thought that some of the girls might use their mouth for more than a sales pitch when they had a live male customer in their sights. She hadn’t done that as yet but it was in the back of her mind because. Apart from small but crucial variations the visualised scene remained intact from her childhood. Before puberty and encroaching maturity insisted on the editing process that would transform her half-formed scenarios into storylines which left her, helped by a suspension of disbelief and her own hand, in a state of guilty satisfaction. Before even that changed. In common with most fantasies the law of diminishing returns was ever present. Hence the growing perversity of dreams that.