I slowly put my arm around her shoulder and tried to feel her left breast. She was wearing a nylon sari and cotton jacket. I could feel the warmth of ...er breast through the jacket. I tried to feel my way to the nipple, but couldn’t locate it due to the sturdy nature of the bra. I let my hand slide further down and feel her navel. I was a heavenly feeling. I couldn’t get my hand into her sari below her waist. All this time she was silent and enjoying herself. We left the movie in the middle. THE PSEUDONYMOUS GUIDEThe naming of names,Even in a landThat guarantees freedomOf speech,Dampens the libertine'sLiberty, so, instead,Of his or her given name,The author of eroticaOften invents an inky alias,And, permitting him- or herselfThis single lie, is frankAbout the most intimateMoments that transpireBetween lovers lost to lust,And we readers seek moreBooks which bear the aliasOf such a wanton writer,Wanting to learn what heOr she has learned, to seeWhat he or she has seen;The authorial. As I walked in I was shocked and excited to see the younger lady tied to the bed face down and with a few pillows under her mid section. The older lady was sitting in a chair off to the side of the bed. She then asked me "So seeing this makes you happy and excited?" I replied back in a stammering voice "Oh lord yes it does" She then said to me "You have an opportunity to have the pleasure to do as I want with her but I should take some direction from her first" I said "Ok so direct me please". If she’s interested in you and you’re interested in her, there’s no one who’s going to stop you. Gary has a girlfriend and Captain Jack is interested in having a relationship with Debbie. I don’t think the other women will get into a cat fight over you.”“Then I guess there’s no harm in going for a ride with Wheels, in her Mercedes Benz,” Ben conceded weakly.Betsy burst out laughing. She tried to control it, but the more she tried, the harder she laughed. She’d look over at him again, and laugh.