Yeah—yeah, he’s a good dancer. Will you shut up? “Now I’d seen him with the girl, but now I felt him against me! He jabbed me with it---right ...there on the dance floor in front of a hundred or more witnesses. Ohhh, I loved it! Can you imagine being poked by your own flesh and blood? How erotic ... how Freudian is that?”“Oh, Jesus, Howie I’m---I’m cumming again!” Stephie cried and I heard the phone hit the floor.Several seconds passed before I heard Stephie swear as she picked up the phone.. “Are you feeling ok? You are kind of quiet today,” Cassandra asked.“I feel fine. I’m just a little tired and I can’t concentrate on anything,” Marian responded, then she added, “I had a strange dream last night but I can’t remember what it was about.”As Marian talked about her “dream”, she unexpectedly felt her pussy jolt under her skirt. She got scared and excited at the same. Marian is never like this. She may be sick or something. I better keep an eye on her, Cassandra thought while she. As we walked through the clothes Lisa continued to rub across me. As we passed the dressing rooms in the middle of the store she turned to me and whispered in my ear, "Are you doing OK?" I'm just really turned on." I answered back. "Good!" she replied. Then she looked around real quick, grabbed my hand and led me in to one of the changing rooms.Once inside with the door lock, Lisa put her arms around my waist and pulled me in to her. I responded by wrapping my arms around her and pulling her. "Okay girls just let me do the talking, I've been looking forward to this."He said as he strode with purpose across the road with Alice and Istruggling to keep up behind him with our heels clicking on the tarmac as wecrossed the road.Matt entered the premises and immediately went over to the Reception desk,he announced rather loudly to the poor receptionist."Hello I'm Matt Stevenson, contact whoever is currently in charge and sendthem to me."The receptionist didn't argue she immediately rang.