It’s the ­longest I’ve gone without those thoughts since I got here. But before I can get seriously back to my funk he starts to move, and now ma...be we’ll see.He moves a little and tries to sit up, but whatever it is in his chest catches him again and he sinks back. I go over and hold out my hand to help, and between us we get him into a sitting position. I leave him there and go for the soup, zapping it a few seconds more and pouring it into a mug.When I turn to take it over to him he’s still. She reached back for her purse and followed him out of the door. James opened the door of his car and she was conscious of his eyes on her as she slipped in and pulled her long legs in after her. When they arrived at the restaurant he had chosen she realised it was the one she had always wanted to go to with the live jazz band. They were shown to a table in the corner near the band, which was playing Norah Jones’ ‘Don’t know why’. She was telling him about seeing Stacey Kent live, and he. She stood before him, aware more acutely now than ever before, of an aching sensitivity dually centred upon her wet lipped sex, and the tightly drawn points deforming an otherwise smoothly cuspate pair of latex skinned breasts beneath a partly unbuttoned tunic jacket. The focus sapping pleasure-ache induced a curious sort of lethargy. A static laden buzz, it transmitted itself across the narrow seam of dead air that separating her from the hanging subject.His cockstem reacted to her close. Gail continued."It will probably be the best sex she's ever had. It always is for me. I even like it when he's had a new conquest, especially another man's wife, because he comes home afterwards and does me like crazy, boasting about how he wore down her resistance and in the end she begged him!"By now I was becoming hard and my mind was starting to fill with wild images, when I was interrupted by the master of ceremonies calling for the first auction of the evening."Watch this", instructed.