”I didn’t press her on that. I decided if she wanted to tell me her story she would.She studied me and frowned once again.“You’re a special ca...e too I think,” she said.“Why do you say that?” I asked.“Most guys would want to hear all the gritty details,” she said, “I tell you I’m a nympho and you just sit there like we’re talking about the weather.”I sensed disappointment in her tone. She wanted me to beg for all the lurid details.“Okay,” I said, “I’ll bite. What makes you think you’re a. " Yes," she smiled. "I have never gotten much further than halfway up my forearm. I want to feel my elbow slide inside your ass. I want to feel your ass lips on my bicep." She paused."How does this sound to you? We'll go slow and carefully. Would you being willing to give it a try?"I have to admit, the idea of being impaled on Cindy's arm to her bicep was both exhilarating and scary as hell. Part of me wanted to say, "no, but thanks for asking" while another voice in my head was screaming,. Rhonda had left by noon, a long drive ahead of her. Maggie had sensed that I had no desire to be left alone, having already made the decision ahead of time that I wouldn't be."We're going over to Shirley's for dinner," she announced later that afternoon. "And its going to be a rather late night," she hinted. "You might want to consider taking a shower, then a nap. I'll call you around six."Maggie all but shoved me out her door at that point, reminding me about the late night, adding that I. So, my buisness attire is as follows.. black v cut shirt, that falls right to the bottom of my belly button but shows off great amount of cleavage. a very tight pair of striped pants, that flow down my legs to a nice pair of pumps.My morning went by pretty fast. before i knew it, 10am was here, and standing in front of me, was the most sexiest man i've ever seen in my life. standing about 6'1'', the epitome of "tall dark and handsome". the bluest eyes you've ever seen. and damned if.