" In the office, they made faces at her. Whenever they accepted a memo or a form or a letter from her, they took the document by its corner, between t...he thumb and forefinger, as if it might be contaminated. James did none of these things. Instead, he avoided her. He wasn't guilty of insulting her. His sins were sins of omission, rather than sins of commission. He failed to offer Samantha friendship, sympathy, or moral support.James was amazed at Sam's courage. Although she was obviously hurt by. I was... changing myself as I stared in the mirror.“I love Tamara,” I said. “I'm her husband. I'll share my women with her. I won't cheat on her.”My heart beat faster. This euphoric rush surged through me. My arm tightened around Tamara's arms. I stared at her and this warmth spread through me. I felt like a teenager again. Her eyes met mine. She whimpered. I could see the passion in her eyes.“Willis,” she groaned. “I... I... love you.”“Love you,” I groaned and then we were kissing.I pulled her. My fevered imaginings led me down paths that we were unlikely to tread, at least not anytime in the immediate future. (This was, after all, the early Seventies)We dated over the summer, and made arrangements to see each other once college had begun. She went to Enormous University, around 90 miles away from where I was attending State College. We took turns, taking the intercity bus every weekend or so, to visit the other. When she visited me, my room mate made it his business to be elsewhere,. . WOW! I never knew I look like that. You can see my big titties and my soapy pussy, too. I think I want to keep this one for myself ... Uh, if you want to take more naked photos of me, I hope I get to keep them. I would hate for my daughters to see me like this.”“Ms. Barb, we love you and we want you to be like us. We’re going to live our lives the way we want to from now on. We owe no one any apologies for wanting to love Eddie and his women. If we want to be naked all day and have fun, the.