If she can't trust her man, be lesbian!How happy or wise her decision was is another matter ... I might discuss that later.My friend Gina loved to hav...e a male friend here, who was sweet and offered only love.My friend Gina seemed amazed I didn't demand anything from her, as all men she knew.My friend Gina was really redhot one night we were chatting, as she admitted to me!I seduced my foxy friend with my warm words and intimate imagination to comfort her."I kneel between your knees dear. I long. “I don’t know,” he mumbles, his eyes roaming over the body. She isn’t skinny, but she isn’t fat either. Strangely enough, she is just right. “How ... how is this happening? Am I ... ah, dreaming?”“I don’t think so,” Layla says. “I feel like this is real. I mean one second I’m eating, the next I’m like this.”“Well ... um...”“Do you believe in miracles?” Layla asks. Eric shakes his head slowly. “Well, I do,” she says. “I’ve been wishing for a way to thank you for everything you do for me. Winning. She did. I hope she gets laid today. Hope you are fine with that.”“Why? Of course, I am fine with that,” I lied.“While Kate has her fun, why don’t we have ours too?” she taunted.“We have to wait till Kate arrives home. You don’t expect that we have sex in her bedroom, do you?”The mischievous twinkle in her eyes and the wink that followed it was an instant turn-on. Before I could object, she pressed her lips against mine, letting me taste the bitterness of white wine she had a while ago. The. He had a strange handsomeness that did not immediately jump out. For most women, it took time to understand the intricacies of Matt’s face, but Carmen had felt an almost immediate spark. He pulled up in front of her. “What are you doing out here, Carmen? Aren’t you cold? You’re soaking wet.” Carmen looked up at Matt. He was also soaking wet. His thick hair stuck to his forehead. “You told me to wait here for you. So here I am, waiting.” Matt looked down at his bike and then stared seriously.