."I don't think you will mind. I have other plans."At that moment someone behind you placed a hand on your shoulder.Startled, and still in shock with ...my request, you turned to see who had their hand on you.Standing there to your surprise, was fairdesire. Dressed to the 9's in a lovely red silky sexy gown, punk heels and the most sexual arousing perfume on the face of the planet.She says "hello my dearest. Would you mind if I join you ?"I felt sooo bad for you because your face went from. Tell me what Kayla's been up to while Alex was out 'fishing'?"As if on cue, all the other men in the room raised their hands at the same time.Seeing them, Daisy called, "She said 'WHAT' not 'WHO' morons!"The hands went back down.Esmeralda' laughed, "Never mind, I think I made my point."Kayla rolled off her husband and sat on the mat near his feet.Daisy and Roger had paired off sometime during the conversation and were busy pleasuring each other in a sixty-nine position.Ignoring them, Kayla. By exercising your sympathies, for once. Imagine yourself this innocent maiden piping into a dark wilderness to see what she may call out of it. Or imagine yourself to be Circe herself, piping into the woods as if a mere nymph seeking a satyr's fucking, all to seduce you as you've seduced so many others."The desire to embrace the woman in the painting and press my lips to her lower cheeks was now overwhelming. I tried to imagine myself that frail flower of a woman, the most powerful. I had experienced some bi encounters as a teenager, and was very clearly attracted to the thing that makes males unique. But I had never before looked at a man and desired to be kissed by him. "Whooooooa," I thought, slamming the brakes on the big, gay train I had just boarded. I had no idea what summersaults Mark's brain might have been doing, but I think he must have been pulling some mental emergency brake himself. Neither of us had made a sound since Mark's "Holy shit!" remark, which seemed.