My wife is a bit of a hoarder, and I quickly discovered that a lot of the lingerie she owns, most that doesn’t fit her since she lost a lot of weigh...t, fits me. To spend a day wearing just panties and pantyhose for several hours, can keep my on the brink of orgasm for many enjoyable hours. One Wednesday, I was able to leave work a couple of hours before lunch time. I had been horny for weeks, my aroused mind craving a dress up session. My wife would be in work and Zoe our fifteen year old. So get to the point." Very well. But, remember, you were the one who wanted direct, fast action. Go into my bedroom and take off your clothes." WHAT!--OH, GUNNAR!"Minutes later, she was in Gunnar's small bedroom completely naked. She wanted to weep. She wanted to scream. Like all crazy stupid men, sex came first, even when the ship was sinking. She never felt less like sex in her life."Are you indecent?" called Gunnar from the other side of the door."I'm stripped," she said gloomily.Gunnar. “Okay, I know you all will hate me for saying this, but I’m going to just say it. You hear it on the news. Female leaders saying stuff like men need to get out of the way of more capable women. Heck, my own mom taught me that men shouldn’t bring girls flowers, should never push for sex, and should always put their needs first. We’re treated like second-class citizens. Where is the equality in any of that?” he asked.“So, men have given up?” Ashley asked.“As a man, I have to ask myself, what’s in. After everyone’s hair was clean, they drank wine from a large goblet while waiting to dry out for the final combing and braiding. The goblet was a symbol of equality among the group, women who shared the intimacy of braiding also shared the intimacy of drinking from the same cup. Cecilia taught her housemate how to braid Eloisa’s hair while Kim and Tiffany braided each other’s hair. However, the big surprise came at the end, when it was Kim, not Cecilia, who braided Maria Elena’s hair..