" She grabbed her fingers in my chest hair, knowing that I liked the way that move felt.I cradled her head in my hands, her face perfect in front of m.... She moved free and lowered her mouth to my chest, giving me a nip and then a suck on my nipple. I was immediately hard, a condition she verified with her hand. Her lips connected with mine again."Ya know, baby, I think it would be perfectly wonderful if we ate each other."I knew this routine. Delightful sixty-nine. My hands delighted in the. ..)On my trips to Soho I did see the covers of real porn mags, but at that time they weren’t explicit photos and I didn’t really twig what was going on. In the 60s and 70s, the films I did see, like Bond or kitchen-sink dramas, featured men and women in bed together but always clothed, and for a long time I thought men never saw women naked. Of course, I’d seen that women were naked in magazines, at least partially, and sometimes even with men there, like topless pool parties and suchlike. I. ” Overhearing this I become nauseous; but it is okay. Another glass of wine will steady me. I head back to the snack table; as I reach for another glass the server gives me an abashed look. ”Ma'am, I think you have had enough,” the server said. “Bullshit, I'll tell you when I have had enough,” I slur to the server. The server leans into me making sure that no one else could hear her. “But you have had enough glasses to equate a bottle and a half of wine.” I smile and point my glass to Sean's. A shot rang out and a chunk of brick from the wall next to where Mike had been standing flew through the air. Sitting down with his back to the column, Mike took a deep breath knowing that the worst thing he could do was to panic.Turning to look back at the door he had just passed through, he found a woman staring at him. Without even thinking about it, Mike’s gun appeared in his hand. In a tight voice, Mike said, “Get back in the store and call the police.”The woman didn’t need to be told.