”I saw the sincerity in her expression. I also saw that classic, Slavic beauty that still blows me away. Cheekbones that a plastic surgeon could onl...y dream of. Vanessa’s face is of a piece. Her kissable lips go with her dark eyes with that hint of gold. Her generous mouth belongs above that strong chin. Her thick black hair is echoed in those impossibly long eyelashes.I could gaze at her forever. Well, not forever.Vanessa said, “I’ll tell the kids. Better if it comes from me.”When I nodded my. All I had to do was clean it out and put it back on. Ten, fifteen minutes, and you'd have been on your way. I didn't have to tow you in; I could have fixed it right there in the highway, Kathy." But a pair of green panties got to you, huh?" She laughed."Well, your ass did look awfully good out there," he grinned."Guess what color my panties are today?" she teased, banking her heels on the oil drum.He slid his eyes along her tight jeans. "I'd say white." Wrong." Pink?" Still wrong," she giggled. In less than an hour she replied, “Who is this?”I sent her my phone number without the area code. In a few minutes she called me. Then we talked for another hour. Julie was eager to meet up with me. In fact it was her idea to come to my house that weekend for a sleepover. She agreed that she needed a better set of pictures to post and that I could take them. I was positive that our sleepover would involve sex.An hour after she hung up I got an e-mail from her with pictures that she had not. "I know, oh god, what did I do? How do I tell Anne...?" You don't." I can't lie to my wife, I love her." I know, but I'm the one that's going to tell her; time to go upstairs." Jenny said with a smile."Huh?" I asked completely bewildered.Jenny walked upstairs, pulling off her skirt as she went and as I followed, dumbfounded, as she went right into our room.Anne was lying, still topless on the bed, but she'd rolled over onto her back and lay fully spread over the bed taking up the maximum space,.