YOUR forms, not HER form. Got it?" Yes, sensei!" everybody shouted."Good," she continued. "Now Anzu, could you please turn around once, nice and slow?...I did so."Very good. Now please return to your place in line."And that was that. We did our warm-ups, our stretches, and then our sensei led us through several forms. I did catch a few of the guys sneaking peeks at me from time to time, especially during the stretches, several of which involve spreading the legs and bending over. But for the most. “And is there something more... exciting in the way of a floorshow?”“There are two other displays,” she said with a smile. “I could arrange for a different table. Would you prefer to watch a display of orgasm control or perhaps some exquisite Kinbaku-bi.”“I’m sure both are quality shows,” I answered, “and I’m sure that the Kinbaku Master will weave his ropes– and his slave– into a beautiful presentation. But I’m looking for something a little more... active.”“It is Tuesday night,” she said. He liked used bookstores the best, since the smell was stronger in them. The feel of old paper on his fingers as he paged through them, the excitement at finding something he'd been looking for for years, and the even greater joy at finding something he didn't even know he wanted until he picked it up were all great attractions found only in a good bookstore.His life was currently a disappointment to Andy. His marriage didn't give him much satisfaction, his career had taken a turn for the worse. Sally did startle Phillip when he felt a push towards the couch occupied by the two lovers; Stacy had sat next to her older brother. Sally continued to push Phillip until he sat next to Amara with Rusty on the other side of her and Sally sat next to Phillip. Phillip couldn't believe what he was feeling because with the four of them on the couch it was a tight fit, though he wasn't touching Amara, but when Sally sat down, he actually felt Sally's hip and thigh and not her field; because of what.