His name was Bill also, but his nickname was Bull, which tickled Lisa's fancy.His name was Bill also, but his nickname was Bull, which tickled Lisa's fancy. His girl friend, Susan, was a petit blonde with a wide mouth and an ass that she liked to swing when she thought some male was looking, which was often. Bill said "That she looked like she just got out of bed and couldn't wait to get back in," and Lisa laughed. Bill invited George and told him to bring a friend. George, a professional football player who had injured his knee five years ago, was selling insurance now. They did not know who George would bring to the dinner. .. Saturday evening, just before the guests were to arrive, Lisa was modeling her outfit for Bill. Gold woven fabric, slit from the hem to her upper thigh, a wide black leather belt and a blouse which wrapped over the front. When she bent over, her lovely breasts were suspended and open to well below the nipples. No panties, showing Bill how she could flash her beaver at whoever was directly across from her position by sitting demurely with her knees tightly clasped, turning slightly and letting her thighs open, her slitted skirt falling away from her thighs, her skirt opened, exposing her thighs clear up to the crotch. |