She knew that men often do things towomen, because they believed that women would remain silent about whathappened. More often than not women complie... and kept silent. They keptsilent out of shame, sometimes fear. Many times, women didn't want tospeak out because they were afraid that they would be the ones who wouldbe blamed.For the first time she began to truly understand one of the struggles ofbeing a woman. The action that she was supposed to take was to not rockthe boat. To keep quiet. I can see his eyes drifts down from the TV to between my legs. he licks his lip and comes back to reality. "Gab's, um, your skirt," he says, with strain in his voice. I can see I have his attention. "Yeah, you like Sam?," I said, reaching over and rubbing my had on his smoothly shaved face. His face feels so hot, and I can feel the tremble under his skin. "Gabby, this isn't right," he says, "You're very beautiful but.....," as his voice was slowly trailing of. I could tell the ideas were. Coming into the kitchen, she draped my dressing-gown over the back of my chair, rubbing her breasts against my shoulder-blades then bending to kiss my cheek."If anyone had described this scene a year ago," I commented wryly, filling my mug with coffee, "I'd have thought they'd been at the magic mushrooms." Regrets?" Asked Anna, as Jasmine sorted out her breakfast and sat to eat."Some," I admitted, "you two, and Tammy and Fee, have done wonders for me, but you haven't filled the Susan-shaped. It took me about 20 minutes to reach the nearest supermarket, her exotic appearance and attires attracted many stares and most of them focused on her large soft brown tits. She bowed her head low and tried hard not to attract that much attention as she followed me into the supermarket. I tell Anu to pick out groceries, as I walk away to get some magazines. Anu push the cart, and amazed in the many varieties of vegetable and fruits available, familiar with such kind of chores, she quickly chosen.