”I walked with Becky to her friends accompanying her on her trip. I was naturally shy, plus the only testosterone in this situation. This could go w...ell.“Chad, this is Katie,” Becky said.“Nice to meet you.”“Likewise.”Katie was a slim woman with budded breasts. She was fairly attractive in the face.“This is Jenna.”We shook hands cordially. Jenna was slightly more buxom. All three were wearing dresses. Only with Jenna’s dress, her cleavage was shown more, drawing my eyes to her breasts.“And this. ‘I’m forty years old, acting like a horny teen-ager. God, if this keeps up, I could wind up letting my hormones end my career.’ Just the same, she continued to luxuriate in the sensations she was giving herself, and took a lot longer in the shower than usual. When she was finished with her shower, Lois put on jeans and a loose sweatshirt. At home she seldom wore underwear, Rod had talked her into doing that after they were married. As the sweatshirt slid down, it brushed the semi-erect tips of. And spent more time brushing my butt and the back of my legs. Her hands were warm and soft. I was still reeling and I was dizzy. We talked a little more. She told me how she watched me walk last year and where I sat and who I talked to and how she saw me pee and how she was fascinated with my free style and ,,,,and it just swarmed in my head. She was so sure of herself, and so beautiful. She was rubbing sun block onto my back and onto my neck and on my shoulders. Her hands were warm and tender. “You’re living here?” Desiree retorts, rudely. “Well…yeah. I lost all my clients, and there’s not really anymore jobs around town. So…” Damien says, sitting up now. Harper turns to Desiree with a crooked mouth, expressing some sympathy for Damien’s predicament, but also surprised that his sister didn’t know about it. Desiree shrugs. “Well…” she sighs, “Okay, how about this. You can room with me now”, she says as she tosses Damien her house keys “But you’ve got to go, like right now” “Yeah, as.