"Blonde-hair, blue-eyes, beautiful singer, sexy and forever horny," DD enumerated, "Oh yeah; she's Patty's type all the way!" God, she can be another ...Anderson girl," Harlot suddenly said studying the poster with understanding.Vixen now looked over at another poster and said surprised, "DD it's LIZZY!" Lizzy," DD said checking out the poster of his girl and throwing Monica a questioning stare."I think Elizabeth Baxter is fantastic," Monica said excitedly, "Jen told us all about all the work she. ”Her face was red though I couldn’t tell whether from embarrassment or anger. Claudette was trying, mostly successfully, to avoid laughing at her discomfiture.Another woman with a smile asked, “I’ve seen you on TV. Do you enjoy your profession?”“Yes, there are trade-offs like any other endeavor. Because of the travel, I miss being able to spend time with Claudette and with her parents. I also find it difficult to attend church. However, I do enjoy playing.”One of the men said, “Could you help. As she reached the door to our bedroom, he found enough courage to ask - "Did you look inside?"He didn't believe her answer.This was when he gave me a rather hard shove, finally breaking me from my slumber. I opened my eyes to see my white-faced husband holding a bundle of photos, the envelope discarded on the bed, his eyes wide as saucers. "Oh God!" he exclaimed, as he flipped through them. I didn't need more than a glance to know exactly what had drained the color from Chris' face."Oh God!" I. You know the soft, slow, alone, sensual arousal, working the secret spots that give the assured response back to you so easily. I was enjoying my alone and indulgent ‘in the buff’ state.The knocking at the door was loud and intrusive, well I was naked and fondling my tits and fingering my girly zone in the lounge, in front of the fan. I scrambled around, looking for clothes, rather annoyed. I wasn’t expecting anyone. Then I thought if its Mandy, the bitch isn’t getting the air-conditioner.