As I probed further into what made her come to my house at this time knowing fully well of my activity, she started crying and hugged me tight, as if ...to convey something more deeply than what one could ever imagine. I hugged her tight too and did not leave her embrace. I very well knew that the intention behind my hugging her was not right and it was not to comfort her but to feel her breasts more tightly on my chest.She left the embrace and looked into my eye and asked me straight “do you. That was more erotic. As the big scene splashed her face from close-up, she looked more sexy enjoying the hand job she was getting. The men had placed their big hands on her boobs and we repressing it in rhythm with the music. While one man licked her naval, the other man slid his fingers inside her pussy and was finger ****ing her in full view of the crowd. Now suddenly they stopped the music and microphone was placed near her mouth. She had lost control on herself. She had half closed her. She slid out of bed, standing and stretching her tall frame to its full height before moving onto the bathroom making her normal stop at the mirror. Self-appraisal this morning took on a whole new meaning for her. She loved the fresh look of her haircut and was very happy with the package she presenting this morning. So off to the shower she went.Getting out of the shower, she dried off and left her hair wrapped in a towel. She went to her closet and pulled out the black dress and laid it on. For one thing, he had long been counting the birthdays until he would be able to go have a beer at Bob’s By the Bay, the lowbrow but swinging bar that had once stood where the five star hotel and restaurant did now. That day had never come, as he had been just eighteen when it had been torn down. For another, Doug had always treasured the idea that Pascatawa had not changed all that much since Grandma and Aunt Doro had moved into the school mansion back in the forties and started teaching.