Or more frequently, I see places and situations as if watching them on television, except that I am in the action, I walk through doors, or walls for ...that matter. The observer me that is, the other me has to operate in the normal framework of the scene. What's weird is that sometimes I would see things in this mode that I have never experienced before, which looking back is very unusual but I didn't know that at the time. That night I finally realized what was really happening.Dinner and the. At the same time I moisten my finger in your love juices and twirl it slightly in and around your pink anus. It opens instinctively ready for my deeper penetration. I slide my finger deep inside your anus. You feel the juices flowing from your vagina. With my other hand I kneed your clit moving my fingers back and forth over your rigid tiny pink penis. I continue to frantically lick your clit competing with my fingers while inserting my fingers in and out of your pulsating anus. You are. I had never seen a bathroom quite like it, except in magazines.Nancy was now talking to me like we were old friends. All the coldness and officiousness that I had seen earlier was completely gone. “I’m so glad you made it through”, she said. “I’ve seen people, male and female, come out of there in tears begging for the ride home.”As she spoke she just hitched up her skirt and sat on the toilet to pee. Now I have never been into piss games. That has never done anything for me. But as she sat. Patsy was even more gorgeous than I remembered with a shapely, sturdy, but tight model’s figure. Her silky brown hair, with hints of grey, was coiled and pinned tightly, not reaching her shoulders; her eyes and smile energized the room with a warm glow. Dressed in a conservative professional business suit - dark mid thigh length skirt and jacket, along with a white silk blouse, sheer tights or stockings and kitten heels, she was a vision of sophisticated beauty straight from the city – I knew.