“One advantage to you wearing my thermals…” She felt him tug and could envision the poppers of his thermals giving way. “Men’s thermals have... easy access.” Her amused giggles turned to moans of delight when his fingers found their way through the opening and across her desire soaked, cotton panties. His gloves may have kept his fingers warmer than had he not been wearing them, but they were still a lot colder than the heat that emanated from her aqueous hole. Undulating hips pushed his digits. I brought my flute to my lips to see Cleo mentally marking off the beats. When I was ready she counted out four bars and started playing.Cleo's part was very soft. I found that my flute was carrying the melody. As we reached the end of the first verse I realized that the song was "Fly Me To the Moon." Mickey appeared to pick up on this at the same time because she whispered to both of us as we finished. "We're playing elevator music."The next song proved Mickey right. We found ourselves playing. You know, I was upset with you for not calling me after Mikael left, but I realized that it was a good thing you didn’t. I’d have done something really dumb out of spite, and it would have been a huge mistake.”We talked for a few more minutes and then I went to kiss Katt and shake Mikael’s hand. Katt refused a quick kiss so I gave her the hottest, sexiest French kiss that I could. She sighed deeply when I finally broke the kiss. We hugged tightly and she whispered in my ear.“Damn you for not. " She was determined to make it clear to him that she would be everything he had ever desired, even if it meant using nasty, crude words and doing things her mother would certainly consider nasty, dirty or both."Oh, I had assumed that," said Hugo, "Your being here sort of implies that, doesn't it? It's the other things I like, besides fucking, that might upset you." What are they?" asked Helen, straining her innocent imagination to the limit but not being able to imagine anything she hadn't.