.” She turns to her husband. “Isn’t it?” He smiles sheepishly and nods a little.Shelly continues, “For quite a long time that was our thing,... I think we were both happy with it ... Our secret pervy time ... It took me a long time to tell him MY turn-on ... But when your show started I could finally come clean. I’ve always been turned on by thinking about women having sex with dogs ... Pretty women. The ones that could pick any man they wanted ... Having sex with dogs instead. I didn’t fantasize. She did look older and always got served booze at home with no problems.Soon after she had gone Janet started to tease me about being so small and I retaliated by calling her a fat pig - big mistake ! We were soon scuffling and, as usual, I ended up on the floor with Janet sitting on me. "So I am a fat pig am I you little shit. This fat pig is going to make you suffer for that remark, I am going to see how many times I can bounce on you" ! She then started lifted up and slamming herself back. At least he didn’t ask why I’m not married, she thought. My panties are getting damp. “So what do you think?” “About the book, you mean?” “Yes, about the book. Do you want to take it on?” What did she think he was asking her about? The button between her breasts that she’d been playing with all through dinner? That was unfair of course – but every so often as they talked about his travels and her writing career, her hand had strayed to that button. There was nothing seductive about her plain. She had not heard from her mother again, it was strange, — was she being played with? It took weeks then to get to America. I kissed and got closer to her, we were on the edge of the bed; I spoke of our meetings and our pleasures, she avoided the subject, said I should take cold, prayed me to have the foot-bath and go to bed. Gradually I got my hand on her thighs, how could she help it? — a woman who had been fucked by me a lot of times. But she was firm in refusing me. I lifted my night-shirt,.