. Oh, dear God"!She grabbed my arm and squeezed it hard. I felt her shaking as though freezing. When I realized the intensity of her fear, my initial ...reflex to laugh disappeared... especially at my fearful Betty. But I liked the feel of her clutching my arm; and I felt honored that she had sought protection and comfort from me. I decided to 'dummy up', taking advantage of a good thing. I did what you would have done if such a fantastic once-in-a-life time opportunity presented itself! I lied. It was just miserable…In partnership with her Internal Voice (known to me as IV), we bother her enough to trigger some erotic fantasies. IV already has her exchanging flirtatious words with the man sitting next to us. He is handsome and is not wearing a wedding ring.That’s when we get the green light. I’m finally able to release a pulse from where I lay dormant between her legs. An exciting moment shared by all three of us! Great incentives that further grow some twitching from my. She couldn’t get enough of him. Again, she dressed very sexy. Short white skirt, beige silk blouse (no bra), Pantyhose (suntan), and high heels (mules – ‘come fuck me’ shoes). At 9:30 she took a cab to the hotel where Tan worked. She gave the cabby a show by letting her skirt ride way up so he could see the tops of her nylons and constantly crossing and uncrossing her legs. At times, she was sure he had a clear view of her nylon-covered pussy. He spent most of the ride adjusting mirrors and. Erica had stocked the library with too many diversions, and Janet wanted to be alone. The lunch was quite enough, and Janet lingered over the cake and coffee. "Okay, Mistress," Janet said to herself, "what now?" She eyed the package that Blanca had given to both Janet and Tiffany. They had both gotten one with their names on it, and Tiffany had taken hers with her. It was a package wrapped in heavy paper, and sealed with heavy tape. Janet picked up hers and found a pair of scissors.