And that's how the curiosity started.I had a girlfriend by the time a friend came up to my house and sparkled that curiosity again. He was kinda chubb...y, not good looking or anything special, however he once in a while used to talk about his sexual adventures, some actually hard to believe, and I always had a certain amount of doubt about everything he said, because he was so successful and ultra straight that it was hard to believe. Some time later I found out that only half of it was true, but. Ah... this conversation is really strange, ya know."She smiled at me. "You mean... really open and honest?"I nodded."Different, isn't it?" she asked rhetorically, gently dragging her nails the length of my half hard dick.Different? I always thought I did okay with the ladies when I was young and single. But never had I met someone like Josephine, or had a similar conversation, 'assessing my skills'."What I meant was, god, how do I say this..." I took a deep breath. "I'd really like to come back. She switched to a range of tight, skimpy costumes that a stripper or porn-star might wear, under which she wore the most daring and enticing lingerie.She needn’t have bothered.At best, these scandalous outfits had resulted in a polite compliment from her husband, whose mind was always on some scientific theory or new invention he was working on. She doubted he took more than passing notice of her evolution from classy to slutty clothing, all for his benefit. They made love after each meal, but. Line your nose up to the line of powder, pinch off the other nostril, and breathe it all in."He held her hair back as she leaned forward. His touch was lighter, more gentle than she had expected. She shivered.As she breathed the substance in, she didn't expect the immediate burning sensation. Her eyes teared up and she held her breath until the worst of it subsided. She swept her long, curled hair over her shoulder, straightened out the neon crop top she had dressed in, and joined her.