I’ve been thinking about this for probably the last 20 years. I’ve come close a few times. I’ve gone into bookstores and into the body booths. I... had a guy come in to my booth once. He kissed my neck and felt me up through my jeans. Then we masturbated in front of one another. Another time, guys would look through the cracks in the door jam to watch me jerk off. I left the door slightly open once and a guy walked in and was watching me jack off. And even one time, I went over to a guys house and. ......" Vic cut her off and said, "Look k**, I'm just givin' ya a bad time, but look at ya, no fucking way you're a dom!!!" "But how can you tell for sure," Allison asked softly, "you just met me?!?" Vic, with a little look of impatience on her face, took her hand away from Allison's thigh, but then to Allison's utter amazement, grabbed her by the crotch and gave her a hard kiss on the mouth, while Allison just sat there and let Vic work her pussy over and stick her hot tongue deep into her. And there, once again were those eyes. No doubt this time that they were on her. No one else was around. She met his gaze, and everything seemed to fall out of focus. The music softened and the corners of Lena's vision dulled. A rush of heat went from the top of the head straight to the apex of her thighs, and she let out a soft groan. She squeezed her legs together and felt a firm throb pass through her lower belly. She closed her eyes and shook her head, turning back to her drink. "The hell. ”“Whew, I’m not ready for my dad to find out his son is screwing his daughter.”“If we don’t find her phone that’s gonna be the least of our problems.”“If there’s anything Chris and I can do to help just let us know.”“You can talk to Rita, she still won’t talk to me, but she’ll talk to you.”“I’ll try, but I can’t promise anything. You won’t get out of the doghouse that easy.”“Yeah I know, just do what you can.”“I’ll let you know how it goes, or Chris will.”“Ok, thanks Steph, see you later.”I.