I don’t ever remember having any of the jealousy or anxiety feelings so many talk about, and at first, we had never even talked about it beforehand. We were more the type to be going out to the dance clubs or rave parties, deeply caught up in an alcohol and ...... fueled haze. We were getting ......, doing ......, smoking weed and of course, taking XTC and Special K! So from the very beginning, I was so turned on and loved to show her off, and was always encouraging Robin to wear slutty and revealing clothes, low cut tops that revealed her tight bare midriff, short skirts with no panties, and inviting her to flirt and to just have fun, to do whatever she feels like. I would get so excited just from watching her do and act, just like she did, when I had first met her. One of the best things about being in that condition, is that there are no forward thinking plans, you just go with the flow and expect the unexpected. You find yourself easily turned on and so caught up in the moment, that anything and everything seems to be perfectly acceptable, and you find yourself wanting more, almost challenging your needs and lust, to see just how much more can be squeezed out of this totally unexpected sexual situation, you suddenly realize that her and I have found ourselves in. It’s usually a result of because of how hot she looks and acts, along with how I encourage her behavior, and that I make it clearly known I’m totally on board and not to worry about me. It doesn’t take too much, from her easily suggestive state, and her own personal desire, before something is happening, as I find myself a good view, to proudly watch what she’s giving or getting. I personally think this way makes it easier for Robin, so she doesn’t have to openly admit that that’s what she really wants.