Her body was writhing in her seat and Steve could tell she was close to climaxing. He glanced around the rest of the theater and realized that no one ...else could see what was going on. He looked back at the couple just in time to see her body tense and quake as she stifled a scream with her scarf. As the man removed his fingers from her, Steve could see that his hand was dripping with her juices. The man brought his fingers to her mouth and made her lick them, before taking a taste himself.. .. I'll take that as a compliment." Linking his arm, Jessie walked Don towards the entrance. "Come on, can't wait to get inside."They were greeted by the warmth and smells from the kitchen. A suited waiter guided them both through the maze of diners until they reached a small table that was set for two. The waiter pulled back Jessie's chair to let her sit while Don sat himself down. Once his guests were settled the waiter lit a table candle, before handing Don and Jessie a large leather bound. Her voice, though protesting, lacked conviction. "I not sure he'd like the three of us getting it on while he's away." Well," I said, adding my two cents. "I guess it's his tough luck for going hunting while the rest of us stay home." Besides," Steph said, removing her bra and dropping it to the floor. Her nipples were standing out proudly. "We can repay him once he's back. You don't mind, do you?" she asked me."No," I said quickly, willing to agree to pretty much anything at this point. They. I did not, however, remember anything about the woman to whom I was now making passionate love, nor did I have any recollection of who she was, or, truth be told, any distinct or clear memories at all of ever having existed in this or any other reality previously. Her hair was a color unrecognizable and indiscernible, her scent best described as natural, slightly flowery, dripping of pheromones, her lips seemed soft, too soft to be human, although I find myself unable to recall how soft a.