I am not a touchy feely person but plucked up courage. As we laughed over our seemingly identical taste in art and love of the Venice Biennale I leant...forward (agreeing with her comment) and put my hand on her knee. Elaine's reaction was worrying. She audibly gasped and moved her legs away. I leant back and made conversation about the last time I'd visited the British Pavillion at the Biennale. Elaine seemed to compose herself and she leant forwards again - her dress riding further up her. He kept looking sideways at my thighs whenever he could and I loved every minute of it. As we drove along closer and closer to my home I was becoming hornier and hornier. Men are so easy to tease I thought, and I love it. I rubbed the inside of my thigh pretending I had an itch and knew he was watching. I continued to run my finger up and down my own inner thigh as I hummed a little tune pretending to be lost in thought. "So, any boyfriends Vicky?" he asked. "God no! I like to be free. ”“But, right now Dale and I have to go over to the office and sign for a big order.”When the brothers returned a half an hour later, Dominique handed Dale a business card and said, “Since you guys are so anxious to pimp us out, maybe this is an alternative solution that could enable us to do something to help you out a little with your money problems.”“While you guys were gone, a Mexican in a Rolls Royce limo saw us sitting here, and had his driver pull over.The chauffeur got out and invited us. It was long cloth and do not suit me. But to go back to the society I can’t be looked nude. Slowly I started walking. After some time I reached on high way. It was a small town, a citadel. One more thing made me surprised, I lost my spectacles, but able to behold much better without my eyeglass. I also found the dress I wore, is now perfectly fit. I’m not feeling hunger or thirst. I was suffering from skin allergy that has also got vanished.I reached near a four road crossing place. Lots of.