He sat with his face hung low, but it was the spreading damp patch on his upper pants, that told me what these charlatans, are all about.Sex is power ...and good looking girls desired by men have it all in their grasp.I have felt men's eyes all over my body and imagined what they were thinking and that turned me on big time.On an anniversary trip in the 'Orient Express' I sat opposite a group of elderly gentlemen, drinking and play cards. I noticed one older man's eyes, oscillating from my legs to. I have a curvaceous built, perfect, perky 36C cup tits, which don't sag at all. I have olive color skin, black shoulder length hair, and hazel green eyes, which is a striking contrast to my dark hair and skin. My eyes are considered to be my best feature and I get complimented because of it all the time. I've always had my fair share of male admirers, and realized very early on that I could use my looks to get what I wanted. I've always loved the attention and used sex as a way of gaining power. However most of the time was spent talking about girls, especially the girls we wanted to bang. Now Noah and I spent most of our time talking about sex, however neither of us had actually done it. I was hoping that was going to change over the coming weekend. After all yours truly had scored a date Jane Grenn, a 17-year old senior. And if the rumors about her were true, she’d have her hands down my pants the second we were half way down her street. I couldn’t wait. Noah then asked if I could. She wound up sitting next to Eileen who was making every effort to include mom in the conversations. My curiosity about their first meeting would not be denied. "Excuse me, everyone," I said right after our meal, "I have to powder my nose." I glanced at Donna and motioned for her to join me."Ah, me too," she said getting up to follow me."I have to ask," I said as soon as we were inside the lady's room, "how did mom handle meeting Eileen?" Ah, well ... pretty good," she said with some hesitancy..