He settles down at the end of the futon. Leora spend most of her time here in her apartment. She loves it here where she has all she needs, usually. S...he misses Paul often when he goes away. And when he's at home he spends lots of time working at his desk in the living room. So she lounges around in her panties and camisole wating for his attention. Playing on her phone or watching the television, lying on the sectional sofa. Tonight she's wearing her usual. It's casual here. Masha has put on. She sensed immediately that Emily wasn't just repeating gossip. "Do you want to start at the beginning?" The beginning?" Emily almost smiled at the cliché, but then she caught the Ranger's serious tone and nodded. "Yeah, I'll start at the beginning." Emily?" Lisa? Hi, where are you?" Emily smiled into the phone."Still in Bumfuck, I mean West Abilene," the nineteen year old college freshman laughed and that wasn't a sound her sister expected."Are you drunk?" Emily asked, only half teasing as she. We both looked at one another and I thought I seen a slight smile from this stern woman. She moved over to the window and opened it to the air the room, and surprisingly said “Where is the clean bedding and I’ll change this while you get the stuff”. “Ok” I said puzzled, and realised I had to go upstairs to find my ex’s stuff and made my way, coming back down about 5 minutes later to find a freshly made bed and Alison standing over it, and I’m certain a few buttons undone on her blouse to show. At first, she wasn't interested but as time went by, she became more interested. It wasn't just indulging him in his sophomoric fantasy. It was something they could share and explore together. Women are so soft, so sensual, and beautiful. As time went by, the more she thought about it, talked about it, read the occasional story, or saw the occasional pics and vids, the more intrigued she became.That kiss they just shared changed everything. The stripper's lips were so soft. The way she.