" Ok, Ok.....never mind, forget I even brought the subject up." Frank said. And I raised my glass up to him in a toast. Hypocrites!" Shelly spat. "Why...is it ok for two girls to get it on....especially when the guys want to see them do it? But for some reason, its NOT ok for the guys to do the same...when the girls want to see them do it? Why is that huh?" I think we're out of scotch." I said suddenly standing up and heading for the door to the sounds of laughter from all three of them as it. She checked out the sky and turned to him.“It is only about a foot over, and there isn’t much rubbish, so it should be safe enough. However, I don’t think we should hang around in town if it starts to rain again, which it will.”“We’re lucky; Pam stopped further up the coast as we haven’t had the rain those poor bastards have. However, now she is moving again. It’s not the rain, which worries me. A Category Four is a nasty cyclone to have go over the top of you.”He decided that she knew this. I took it as hesitance and invited her to dance. Once out on the dance floor my wife told me that Robert had been rubbing his leg up against hers from the moment she had sat down. I told her that when we got back to the bar she should lean over more than was necessary and flash him a nipple. She said "I don't know if I could. It's one thing to flash someone across the room or in a passing truck, but someone sitting next to me isn't the same thing!" I reminded her that we had agreed that she. Once they’d picked up the pizza, they agreed to go back to Anna’s, and caught a taxi. Once in the warm, Anna got plates, and they sat on the sofa and ate. Glen seemed unable to stop talking as if he was nervous, but Anna was beginning to feel drowsy. Suddenly, Glen was sitting next to her, kissing her neck and stroking her arm. Anna felt alive for the first time in years, and began to respond, then realised what was happening. “Glen, I’ve got to tell you some..” she began, before.