"Don't bother," she told him."But it'll wrinkle," Jacob argued."It doesn't matter," Elaine replied.Jacob picked it up anyway and hung it carefully. Sh... smiled at him and climbed onto their bed. Jacob stood at the foot of the bed and began to massage her feet. She smiled and scooted down so he could reach them easier.He carefully tended each toe on each foot, then moved down to her arches. Elaine moaned in pleasure as he gently bent her foot around his closed hand, moving bones in her feet that. Sit down for a moment." Why? What are you up to?" I asked. She guided me to the settee and sat me down with a wide grin on her face. She sat down on my lap. I was surprised how very light she was. Leanne is much heavier than her."Now," she said in a sexy voice, "You said that you would have liked Katie what's-her- name to have sat on your lap but didn't want to look like a lezzy. Well, pretend I am Katie and show me what you would have liked to have done to her." You don't have to do this my. When I got home, I let myself into the house to hear loud moaning and the recognizable sounds of a porn movie playing on the big screen TV. I walked into the TV room, to find a scene that stopped me in my tracks. Sally’s leggings and Tee shirt were thrown in the middle of the floor, her bra hung over the arm of a chair, Mike had pulled her panties aside, his finger stuffed well inside her pussy, her juices glistening as they leaked from inside her. Mike’s pants were around his ankles, his hard. And my interest drifted more in the direction of Cy’s most recent email. It was blank, aside for the subject line. And an attachment. Which appeared to be a number of screen shots of a LiveJournal page which was listed as ‘private.’ Only so private, apparently. Unlike the Choto girl, this one wasn’t posting every day. More like when she had something she wanted to make a note of. Her posts each had a subject line. A letter in the mail This whole thing has been awkward from the beginning. I.