"The word should have been tit ... not tits. But now since I showed you both of them, you can say that. And speaking of which, since I showed you mine..., how about you show me yours?" She added a smiley face to that, and then handed over the note.Rob read it, grinning almost as widely as she was, pointed at his chest as though wondering if that's what she'd meant. Jessica shook her head "no" and looked down towards his crotch, letting him know in no uncertain terms as she did so what she'd. I was sure all my friends could feel the anger radiating off me and stayed out of my way on purpose.I had maths period five, and made myself concentrate in that lesson—Bob McCarthy was a demanding taskmaster and wouldn’t have stood for me coasting through the class on a wave of my own, irrational anger. And I knew it was irrational. I hadn’t been hurt by Stevens’ activities. I’d gotten myself involved when I spoke to Lily. So why was I so angry?Del Stevens and I had never gotten along, and we’d. .. you didn't have to do that."Robert shrugged and blushed, "I wanted to give it to you last night..." You DID give it to me last night," My wife said.Robert blushed redder, cleared his throat, "I wanted to give it to you last night, but..." You got distracted," My wife said, "I understand." Would ... uh ... would you like it ... now?" Robert asked."Sure ... thank you."Robert stood-up and trotted into the house.My wife looked at me and smirked. She took a sip of her coffee."Happy birthday," I. He was fully aware that Laura’s attention seemed to be focused on his crotch, the bulge beneath noticeably bigger than normal.‘I do, but I also want to watch you take a pee off this ledge and water the jungle below. If it makes you feel any better then I’ll go at the same time.’ With that, she started to fumble at the fastener at the top of her shorts. They fell down her long tanned legs, revealing her white cotton panties, stretched tight around her shapely buttocks and muff, the outline of.