My nipples get excited very easily, and even the soft cotton of a tee shirt will get them standing up if I'm moving around.Randy dropped his head and ...kissed the tops of my breasts. I was wearing an underwire bra which lifted them into bulging mounds even lying on my back. He pushed his tongue between them and licked into the valley, rubbing along the side of my tits. The bra's fastener was in front, and Randy quickly unhooked it. He pulled it apart and set my tits free.My nipples were already. And of course, while my memory had holes in it, I distinctly recalled pleading with him to fuck me.I noticed how Teddy couldn't bring himself to use the "R-word" in his letter. I know, legally, consent cannot be given when someone is intoxicated; but I knew in my heart that Teddy hadn't raped me. It was the other way around, if anything.I knew, intellectually, that I'd felt... something ... for him last night. Even pushing through the alcoholic fog, I'd recognized a special quality about him,. By looking at us in person, She could have passed for late 40’s to early 50’s and I for late 20’s or early 30’s. We had both been strippers, escorts, hookers, and porn stars and we had endured years of being d**g addicts and working the streets. Our bodies had taken a pounding, but we still looked great and still yearned to fuck young men. We had combined to give birth to 24 c***dren dur:ing that time and now we were all together once again, shooting our final film at the end of our. Cara had told us that meant manicures,pedicures and nail extensions so we had had the veet treatment so therewas no embarrassing hair on our legs or arms.That night I had a dream of going back to the boy's school and the boysall cheering and patting me on the back as if we had won a rugby matchonly in the dream I was dressed in my costume for the play, yes, asFrank'n'Furter, and the boys, as they touched me, changed from being boysin their school uniforms, to cheerleaders with pom-poms."Get.