We were sitting at one of the tables facing each other while others were listening to the next person’s speech. He turned to me and whispered.“It ...can’t do this; I have a daughter your age.”My boob was still on fire from where he had brushed against me. I got up from the chair, bent down as if to tell him something important and said,“I think that turns me on” and flicked his ear with my tongue. I walked to the balcony for some air and to get away from the cold sexy vibrations, he came behind me. . not sure what I make of it all. Is that really what I want in a man ... a servant?” Mom trailed off as she thought aloud.“Yes!” I declared forcefully, making Mom jump a bit.“That’s what you wanted from Dad, and when he proved to be something else entirely, you couldn’t take it. I’ve thought this about you for a long time, and you’ve resented mankind, labeled men immature out of your frustration with none of them giving you what you really want. It’s why you felt entitled to do whatever you. Her hands scrabbled at the bedclothes behind her head, pulling the sheet up towards her face as she arched her back, her eyes alternately tight shut and then snapping wide open as another wave of delight hit her. Her strong brown thighs clamped either side of her lover’s head, forcing her away from her genitals. “Oh God, Suzi, no, stop please, it’s too much, let me rest!” Suzi raised her head, licking her lips that were wet with the secretions of Helen’s sex. “Told you you’d beg me.” Helen was. There was a wet spot.Helen’s boobs, perfect hips, and narrow waist along with her perfect legs really caught the interest of the crowd of mostly male admirers. Dave and the dozen others from the Circle applauded. Owen leaned over to Dave and Kellie and said, “Wow! Where have you been hiding her?”Helen danced some more and then carefully and seductively slid the panties down her legs and over the Come-Fuck-Me shoes she’d been wearing. Naked except for the shoes she started to dance again. A.