She tried to snatch her face from his hands. He smiled and started to squeeze her face harder. His other hand unzipped his pants. When she heard the z...ipper she reached up and slapped him. His smile didn't falter. He grasped both of her hands, placing one hand to his partially opened zipper and pinning the other above her head on the wall. He pressed himself into her, pushing her against the wall unable to move. Her hand stuck feeling his arousal, his need. He moved her hand onto him, pushing. " That sounds great," Tiffany said. "No awful smoky club and horny guys."Right, only horny me, Laura thought, wondering how she could be horny after Randi. But Tiffany was completely and wildly desirable. In fact, it had been no picnic sitting next to her at the concert. She wore a sleeveless evening dress that dipped low in front, and hugged her spectacular rear assets behind. She was very black, her skin gleaming and smooth and velvet. Laura wanted to touch it with her lips.Laura gave her. She seemed ready to sleep afterwards. But I haven't heard from her since." I see Roger and me sort of like you and Carol," Mary pondered. "We're a lot alike. I can talk to him. Mostly so far it's been pretty superficial, but I can imagine us getting down to the nitty gritty, especially since my ventee seems otherwise occupied." You know you can talk to me anytime," said Marta."Unless you're making love to the tall drink of water here." With you joining us as much as possible. And after our. We weren't necessarily afraid we'd have a repeat, but our separation did ensure it wouldn't happen again. We just had different tasks. I finished moving what I could to the garage, then started stacking the boxes that were going with us out in the living room so that they'd be readily accessible when John brought the U-Haul.Thinking of John bummed me out more. I had the greatest respect for the man, but my actions sure didn't show it. Sure he laughed about some of the good-natured flirting that.