Five feet two, 130 pounds, blonde hair and blue eyes that nobody could resist complimenting. Belly button ring from a few years back is looking hot as...ever; and the flowery tattoo inked onto my back is enough to make even me drool. I can already feel the day slipping away as I become quite moist between the legs just from the sight of my own naked body in the mirror. Just as I was about to step into the nice hot shower, I was grabbed from behind! It was Jim! He playfully grabbed me by my hair. Either way, they were acting like old, dear friends when I arrived home.Jim and Millie called to welcome me back and extracted my solemn promise to meet them for lunch the next day. Brian called to tell me he had finally scored with two girls at once – a thing I kept from Beth Ann just in case...The cook had a sumptuous dinner on the table by the time we got in the door and satisfactorily hugged, kissed, squeezed, and hugged again. Over BBQ spare ribs and all the fixings, we gabbed for hours. My cheeks burned with embarrassment, and I looked back down at my laptop, pretending nothing had happened.“It’s okay, sweetheart,” he said in an unusually nice tone. “Don’t be ashamed. It’s natural to want to touch yourself there.”I pretended to not hear him, focusing intensely on my laptop.“Put that down and come over here,” he said, firm but still gentle.Slowly, I pulled my eyes away from the screen and looked up at him. I could tell he was serious, so I obeyed, standing up. I stared. You look lovely in tight clothes.’ Ohmigod, I’m having an ego blush, she thought. Bianca categorized her blushes/embarrassments. The ego blush was the pits, it really embarrassed her. ‘You look—um—woodsman-like.’ He almost drove off the road grappling with that one but only replied thanks. He was dressed in brown stock-boots, thick loose trousers and a long-sleeved checked wool shirt, unbuttoned to the naval and the sleeves unbuttoned. She’d already noticed an Akubra (Stetson) on the back seat..