" 'Rosita', who had been following our conversation with great interest, was suddenly overcome with one of the most guilty looks I have ever seen in m...y life. Looks like I had scored a second point in our little game."Rosita, my child, am I wrong? Have you been letting some man spread your pretty little legs when you mamma wasn't looking? Do you know the pleasure of a man thrusting himself into your rosy little bush? Tell me, daughter, tell you mother all about it!" Guilt gave way to panic and. ” We all laughed at that. I could just imagine!The only full-color piece I’d hung was the painting I’d done of Susan two years ago. I had an all-black painting of Kendra on the easel that I’d done before my color vision had begun to return. Hanging on the wall behind the daybed was the painting I’d done of Annette, Morgan, and Mavis the day of what we still referred to as ‘the silent orgy’. On Kendra’s work table stood the bronze of Mavis and me. It was polished and golden, awaiting the patina. They were larking about in the garden like a couple of 30 year old newly weds when Andrew fell, a metal plant stake pierced his leg, leaving dirt in the wound, it turned septic and he was forced to take time off, he found himself laid up on a course of antibiotics so Mady got the job of sealing the contract.Much as she adored her husband the thought of going one up on him did have its benefits, he'll live and she was off to the big city and the big prize.The day went perfectly but a lot longer. Here I am talking to you about your cock and my tits. I told her that I didnt think that she was terrible and that her breast size sounded like a nice size. After a short pause I told her that I thought we should meet and what would be a good time for her. Well seems her husband just left that morning for California she asked if tonight would be ok with me and I said yes. I asked if everything was favorable could we go back to her home. She said yes, that she lived in the country and that her.