" What! How can you say that when every Friday he goes in for a Dress Down day and shafts half the collarsecs in his office! You were sitting with me ...n the restaurant when he was fondling that collarwait." Oh, yes but collars don't count. That's just masturbation, with a collar attached. He has never taken a mistress or even a companion, and most importantly, he has never looked at another lady." Despite her brave words, I could tell there was something wrong."It wasn't always like this, you. .they are inviting and arousing! I am getting soggy wet and freaky damp inside my vagina just by eyeing and checking them out. I can feel my breasts swell and grow larger and puffed up too! All at once and in an instant, I wheel around my face and head away from Preston. I cannot curb myself anymore. Licentiousness and libido is fast consuming and devouring me. Even as I have my face switched away from a stripped buck-naked him, I can visualize in my mind I myself standing there in the shower. In all of human history, I conjecture that what has shaped behaviour, both negative and positive, is the attitudes that are held by one set of people over another. This is true of all aspects of social life, albeit religion, politics, war, and of course, sexual intercourse. And furthermore because by and large the male of the species has nominally held the power in all these aspects, so too have they had the means to control prevailing societal attitudes. In my lifetime I have seen far too many. Shawna gawked at Marie's body and let her eyes roam over the woman before her, the pale white body her clavo sized tits the same size as her own. She looked at the black areolas that surmounted them and then her gaze dropped. She looked at the small line of blond pubic hair that nestled above Marie's black vagina. She gazed at Marie's smooth white thighs and calves. She licked her lips unconsciously.Marie reached forward and unzipped Shawna's jumpsuit slipping it over her shoulder and letting.