I don't know what I expected but it was a slight disappointment. The disappointment became exciting as each time they reentered the room they appeared... more sensational. They were definitely amateurs and because of that they were sensational. They were themselves, having fun and teasing (tormenting) at the same time... The mixing and matching of outfits was a surprise, but also eroticism to the max. When they demonstrated the first short skirt I was treated to a moment of sheer joy when they. ..I don't think we can do that..." I slowly said. My mind was racing so it made it hard to think of what to say. I caught her looking from my face down to where she must have thought my crotch was. I watched as a long and wide smile spread across her face and she giggled."You're naked under there, aren't you?" I just looked up at her for a moment, finally nodding my head slowly. "Oh, I see. You don't want me to feel uncomfortable with you being naked. Don't worry about it bro," she said and. "Yes," I answered."Sweetheart you can always stay with me. I mean you have been staying with me for the last two months. Look I am taking care of you, aren't I. I cook you dinner. I sometimes wash your clothes for you," she said.You force me to watch movies that I don't want to watch, I thought."What about my stuff?" I asked.I thought about the stuff in my rent room. My laptop. My cell phone. My belongings. It's bad enough that I no longer have a future in sports. I know if I bring it up Nita. When Art is ready, I lay on a wide bed and he lays on top of me and he enters me and I receive him into me and I embrace his slow-moving body and his pace increases and we breed for quite some time before his sweating and panting body thrusts into me fully and he empties his pent up sperm deep in my throat. Then, we lay together in the spent aftermath of our lovemaking, which some outsiders call queer and peculiar but our elders and my guardian mother call wonderful.Art stays for many days and.