“What the hell else? He sure can’t play chess worth a damn anymore!”“OK girls, that’s quite enough!” I said firmly, but I couldn’t help ...ut laugh.“Oh, poo!” Mary said.Debbie C and Donna left about 8:00pm and I hugged both of them and gave them both a quick peck on the lips. I wished them both luck and told Debbie I was looking forward to getting a wedding invitation in less than two years. She promised to send one. I stood on the front porch to watch Debbie walk home across the street and when. It was soon after this that Carl persuaded me to pose for the centrefold, using this Polaroid as a friendly lever. I don't remember him being nasty about it, but at the time it didn't seem all that important. Carl and I carried on together for the rest of our time at college and we had a number of pot inspired photo sessions before we broke up, some of them very rude indeed.All was going great with my life, until my husband got a much-deserved promotion and we moved. His arrival to take over. I lay on my stomach and soon these two women started spilling and gently spreading a copious amount of hot oil on my back and legs. Their touch was truly soothing. I was told to sit up with my hands spread so they can oil my muscles. I flexed my popping veins and the ladies just lit up. Soon I was laying on my back with no clothes and a tent in my briefs. They went slower with the oiling on the front, taking extra time around my abs and well-built thighs.Neeti was also done with her oiling now. Okay, the circumstances are strange, not the best by any means, but let’s enjoy what we can. On the phone this morning you said you thought we could meet as friends and share some happiness.” She sighed. “Richard, it was those few words that made up my mind to come here today. I’m still a scaredy cat but I’m taking a chance.” “Okay, I understand,” I said. “But just let me thank you for treating me so kindly. I’m amazed that you can forgive me so easily.” “Oh Richard, Richard.” Gaynor’s eyes.