" She looked straight at him. "And look at my hair, my makeup. I don't want to be sexy! I'm afraid a man might find me attractive."Dr. Williams aga...in had to agree. She wore practically no makeup - only her lipstick and a tiny bit of blush. And her hair, attractive though it could have been, was left unkempt. Long fingernails, no polish. Everything about her was a contradiction. "And you still find yourself both attracted to and repelled by women?"Angela closed her eyes for a moment,. I always liked bigger men, but Allister took that concept to a far higher an unimaginable level. He was ruggedly handsome with a large head and broad features. Allister was wearing a tank top with tight jeans. The jeans looked like they were at full stretch to contain his bulbous thighs and calves, underpinned by massive boots on his feet. His torso and hairy arms were enormous, and his hands were grotesquely huge. The hair on his head and face was short-cropped and very dark.I glanced at him. "Miranda, what the hell was that?"She looked over at me. "I sucked his dick. He gave me twenty bucks." She seemed entirely unfazed.I blinked confusedly, not sure what to say.We walked a few more yards and then she turned right into a driveway with one small car in it. Was this her house...? My assumptions were confirmed as she strode up to the door and pushed it open.There were boxes in various states of being unpacked, filling the mostly empty living room. A few pieces of furniture had been. "Are you decent yet?" came a voice from out in the hall. Shelley and Chloe came into the room looking like cats who'd just got the cream and sat down opposite us. In spite of everything I couldn't help noticing her sexy legs clad in black tights with short black skirt covering just inches below her knicker line. She caught my gaze and instead of being offended seemed to open her legs to facilitate a better view of her bulging crotch clad tightly in pink cotton knickers. James, clearly.