I was nearly going out of my head. The movie was over the top sexually, but knowing Kyle was watching it nearby made things more mind-blowing. I found...myself absent-mindedly stroking my bare thighs, just below the hem of my nightgown. I desperately wanted to touch myself in a more intimate way but fought to remain in control.The scene finally came on where Kim Basinger is blindfolded, and Mickey Rourke brings another woman into the room. The image sent me for a loop as I thought of my friend. ." he stopped in mid-sentence."No, and neither does she for now. And, I hope they never do," she said."Hmm, yes," said Henry. "But, maybe you should have given in to him." Huh!" she said. "Never!" Think about it. Sam would be over to our place a lot anyway, way more than one weekend a month. And over time, well, anything can happen. And he's right about her being almost old enough to choose. So you, we'll, be taking a risk going to court, a small one, but a real one unless we play our hole. The exterior was made out of canvas, dyed a dark blue to keep the heat of the sun away. Around this tent all manners of slaves worked. Korean grooms rubbed down the coats of squat little ponies. A Berber cook, captured in a caravan raid, watched three Chinese eunuchs under his supervision prepare a feast. Inside the ger the walls were hung with plum and gold silk. A carpet from the looms of Armenia covered the floor. On it were spread four chairs, on which sat the officers who would oversee. ”She motioned for me to have a seat on the little bench. I slipped onto the bench and watched in awe as she slowly slid her tank top up over her breasts. I could see the two big wet spots that covered each cup of her bra and it made me crazy. She reached up and slowly, which I hoped meant she wasn’t hesitating, unclipped her cup and brought it down.I had to inhale sharply as her hard, brown nipple came into sight. My hands started to shake as she walked toward me, stopping with her nipple right.