She had a wry smile on her face when she looked back. "But I think it should say the creator is Mary Rose of Subarctic Enterprises. I saw dollar signs...and things got past me." Do we want to sell it at all?" Shelly asked. "If it is worth half a billion without a firm patent how much would it be worth with one? Jesus, we could market this ourselves and make $2 billion. I know enough about business to know Nokahoma or whoever is hedging their bets." Nokahoma is the old Atlanta Braves mascot,". Not to mention the thought of flaunting our naked bodies before three couples watching us fucking the next day.When we arrived Juliette ushered us into a lavish bedroom, mirrors on all the walls and ceiling, with a huge en-suite bathroom so we could shower and be fresh for our performance as Sarah had asked. After we had dried each other off I was pleased when Juliette appeared while we were both still naked. She had her hands all over Sarah as she looked me over and asked, “Do you need. Now the sensuous, feminine hands were roaming over her back, stroking and savouring, while the strong pelvis thrust up against her thigh, and the strong thigh thrust up against her clit!Being a les was a terrible thing in school, of course. Some people were awful to Marie Latham for example, always making jokes about it not being safe to change or shower near her, even though nobody actually knew she was les at all really. It was one of those things - ‘gay’ was an easy insult.But the feelings. “Shit, Sheila,” I added, “everybody does that. You’re not the first girl that’s ever played with her, you know.” Sheila sat with her eyes down for a short time. Then she put her hand on my arm, the one that was on her thigh. “I don’t know why I do it, Rajan bhaiyya. It makes me feel all funny inside. It feels good.” “I know, Sheila,” I patted her thigh, then began to rub it softly. “It’s a natural thing.” I slid my hand up Shilpa’s thigh slowly, enjoying the wonderfully soft warmth of it. She.