He squinted and approached the mirror from theleft, then right, trying to get a good angle on what was different. Hehad subconsciously expected himsel...f to look different with no hair onhis body, but some intangible detail seemed out of place, and it pulledat him.For one, his naked chest and stomach had none of the deep, masculinelines he'd expected to see - which countless magazine covers hadconditioned him to expect from in-shape men. Was that it? He expectedhimself to look more buff with no. ‘Oh, I don’t know. Maybe because I’m meeting your whole family at the same time? Maybe because I’ve been living with you for three months and I’m just now meeting them? Maybe because I was raised for a good chunk of my childhood by a rigid brother who hasn’t even called me once since his wedding?’ Damn. Kyle hadn’t talked to her for over a month? ‘They’ll love you.’ Uh-huh. Or maybe they wouldn’t. ‘What if they don’t?’ ‘They will. Have you met you? You’re fun, and smart and honest,’ he moved to. Without the wine, she's a prude, uninterested in any sexy times. But with a glass or two, she gets a little warm and a little turned on.She had three glasses.Twenty minutes later, she dragged me upstairs. "I'm sleepy!" she protested. But as soon as she got into bed, the sound of her magic wand came from under the blankets. I slipped off my boxers and started to stroke myself, getting ready for her. She likes to have her neck and chest kissed while she vibrates herself, and I'm happy to oblige.. We didn’t need to say the words. “What the fuck?!” A baritone voice tore through my revelry. I turned around to see everyone in the room gawking at me. It was Brock who had yelled it, and he stared with a slack jaw, the wheels in his mind turning. Yavara broke the silence, squirming her way out from beneath Elena and racing across the room. “Me next!” She announced, solidifying the proclamation with an excited click of her heels. “I would also like a turn.” Patricia said sultrily, dismounting.