She came to get some books from thelibrary she keeps here and wanted to check what I'm doing. No call, no warning.I was very embarassed about m...y thoughts and I completely forgot about thecomputer.-- Hey bro, what's up?-- Umm.... Hi, nothing, just the same old..-- You're not doing something illegal again, isn't it? -- No... well.. that depends on the user perspective. She smiles.-- I don't want you get caught, you waste all nights with these machines andyou don't have time to. What the hell! He’d seen things a lot more secret than their laundry room.“Follow me, then.” She led him to the laundry room. He stopped while she put the soap and powdered bleach in the washer, then piled the clothes in. He distributed them around the washer so that they wouldn’t clump and put a strain on the spinning tub. The guy knew about laundry -- he was full of surprises.“Want to see if there’s more whites?” he asked. “Seems a waste to run a load for only these.”“This time, we’re going. "I relearned some things about myself. I like sex – surprise! I like the way we play and the way we make love. I love that we have a small group of intimate and sexy friends who join us. None of that bothered Dr. Cowan at all; she was wonderful, not a bit judgmental, and actually supportive of our circle. She knew more about polyamory than I did. I found a boundary in my discussions with Dr. Cowan: I feel uncomfortable admitting new people to our circle that I haven't met before, even if. He probably couldn't help himself. Were you teasing Jim, hmmmmm?" She obviously didn't have any idea about all this being Jim's idea and I assumed she didn't know about him wearing her panties either. But as she touched my panty-covered cock I really didn't care what she thought."Oh my, look at the mess on my hands. Are you sure you are only 13? I didn't think little boys like you could shoot so much cum. I don't think my boyfriend even shoots this much when I play with his cock....and.