“Come and sit in the chair.” I stepped onto the fabric and discovered it wasn’t cotton like I’d thought, but some sort of thin rubber or latex... sheeting. As I sat, I felt the warmth of it against my bottom and back and rubbed a corner of it between my fingers. I began to worry what she had planned that would require the protection that she’d gone to such lengths to provide. “Maitena,” I swallowed nervously, “you’re not planning on killing me, are you?”Her face softened as she smiled gently. “No,. I immediately knew that was code for that is where the party was taking place.When I went inside, I walked down a narrow hallway. At the end of the hallway was an elder gentleman who happened to be the founder of Bi-Weekly parties. He greeted my friend and I and had us sign in. He also charged us a “couple” that way we would save money, which was very nice of him.Once we paid our entry, I was directed to a wall that was a bookshelf. With the press of a button I heard a hydraulic mechanism begin. John found her mannerisms so soft and gentle and feminine like no one he had kissed before. He felt since shed opened her lips for his tongue that she had French kissed before but the timidness and her lack of confidence excited him like no kiss ever before. He felt an odd feeling of physical superiority that he had never felt with anyone else and it aroused him more then any other kiss he had ever had. John had Larissa pinned against the rail and her bottom was pressed against it. His next. The coffee was not overly hot, but extremely strong. Nena gulped down half of it quickly, the warmth and caffeine taking the edge off her fatigue and making her feel a little more alert. Nena asked Carlos questions about school, his future plans and his friends. Carlos was a little surprised as his sister had always been kind to him, but had never been this curious about his life. He was enjoying, however, their conversation, and when she wasn't looking, taking quick peeks at her legs and.