I entered the house and locked the door. I grabbed her and started smooching her. Our tongues were fighting with each other. I lifted her up and asked...her that where is her bedroom? She said to the right. I put her on the bed and took of her shirt. She was wearing a white bra. I started pressing her boobs. Then I took of her bra and started sucking her melons. I sucked them for very long.Then I moved to her navel and started licking it. I ran my hand on her stomach and reached her skirt. I took. I had a hell of a time convincing my mother that she put too much starch on it.’ Pauline shivered, then made a choking sound. ‘Don’t make me laugh at a time like this. I can’t take it.’ She drew a deep breath. ‘God! I know kids do this all the time but can you imagine a couple of old bags past forty playing stinky finger?’ Ruth Eleanor gave a strained laugh. ‘I’ll keep doing it as long as it feels good.’ ‘Your fingers feel so good,’ said Pauline, ‘much better than mine.’ ‘Ticking yourself,’. Both men could see the heavy bruising on her bare arms, their eyes meeting across her head, asking why a woman with child, should have to defend herself in such a way. Then she poured water over his hands, sitting back on her heels while he dried them on a soft towel brought by this companion. An observer could not tell whether they were servants or slaves, but he did not order them around or even speak to them, save a single word, now and then.. They knew each other well, these three men.. And the purpose of the trip, at least nominally, was to celebrate the graduation of three of us. Since we'd effectively been blackballed from any graduation parties, this would have to suffice.But really, I didn't care about that. I was just looking forward to getting away for a day with three of the people closest to me.Come to think of it, I guess there was another thing this trip had in common with the other. During the drive, we cranked up the radio, and took turns belting out tunes, while.