Moments later, I call you into the dining room. The lights are dimmed, I’ve lit candles and put out the best silverware. You sit down at the head of...the table and I bring you a Blue, in a frosted mug. I go back, then return with your dinner, a big rack of steaming ribs. Golden corn gleams mellowly in the candlelight. I’ve done up a baked potato just the way you like it, all the trimmings. Suddenly you’re ravenous and attack your meal like you haven’t eaten in weeks. I also eat, not much, making. . a while. I have been thinking about Alana and Vitaly and little Dmitry. I think she is "writing up" or something, so there is a comprehensive account of what she has done ... er..."Anatoly yawns, turns over and attempts to re-establish his connection with the unconscious."Tolya! Are you listening?" No, not really." I think we should give Vyera something back. We have taken a lot. It's time to give back." Huh? OK ... erm ... yes, I guess so. We could..."But before he can finish his sentence,. I had his cock out and was now stroking both of them slowly, hearing them both starting to breathe heavy, feeling their touches getting more urgent.The man on my right was now steadily thrusting his fingers into my wetness, his thumb resting on my clit and sending electric sensations throughout my whole body. I was slowly stroking his cock, my fingers wrapped completely around his shaft and moving upward to slowly glide around the head before making it's way back down. I got a little thrill. ....but only if that's what you want as well.''Oh Masie,' he said hesitantly and took a deep breath'I've always believed that being upfront with people was best and before you say any more there is something I have to tell you.'He saw the fear begin to creep back into her eyes again and her hand retreated back across the small table. He sought to reassure her but with the realisation that it might just be letting her down a little more gently than otherwise.'I want to be with you in every way.