I leaned back on my rightarm and with my left hand pulled Di’s long black hairaway from her face so Erica could get the shot.FLASH!Di dropped my... joint out of her mouth and let it touchher cheek. I was hard as a rock and she looked up at mewith her big brown eyes full of love. I wished Erica totake that shot from my point of view but there was noFLASH! Di half stood and half climbed up me and aroundmy right side with her bare bottom toward Erica.FLASH! Great ass shot I thought.Di pulled me. He chuckled that “there was no accounting for taste” and she hit him on the shoulder again splashing hot tea from his cup onto his chest, they knew however that many a true word... They both laughed at his discomfort, and then she said in a more serious voice “would you not be jealous of another man using your wife`s body?” “Of course,” he said, “but it would be a turn on as well, and as long as it was not to become serious he would probably enjoy it as much as we!” The beverage was finished. For a moment I thought she was going to leave. She closed the door and locked it. I was still on my chair looking at her and she walked back to me. Held my head and pressed it on to her breast and hugged me tight towards her. I put my hands around her and I was rubbed my lips on her breast and tried to feel her nipple through her salwar. She continued to hold me close to her breast. I looked up at her and she bent down to kiss my lips. I was kissing her lower lip and she was kissing my upper. Realist: Are you out of your mind? Philosopher: No, it’s an excellent illustration of my point. Realist: Some idiot offs himself and this has anything at all to do with you? Philosopher: It proves my point. His words shaped his world experience. Realist: No they didn’t, when he died half the city noticed. His words didn’t shape shit. Philosopher: Maybe not in our world, but in his own they did. Realist: Oh not this! Not the relativist argument. Philosopher: What’s wrong with that? .