There was plenty of food, booze and, my downfall, dancing to a live band. I'd worn a simple shift, modest, actually, considering it fell just below my...knees. The fact that I'd chosen to leave underwear behind had sealed my fate. I danced with energy and abandon. The effect, I was to discover, was to have all the gentlemen quite aroused by my performance. Their arousal approached my own, as I shimmied and swayed with the flow of the music and the awareness of my impact on the men.One of them, a. She feels a brush being runover her nipple first the left then the right then harder thenext time on each and harder each pass now till it becomespainful each nipple now very tender from the stiff brush beingharshly rubbed across them. Finally the brushing stops she feelsheat now thinking of sit not the cigarette to the nipples againheating each one in its turn her nipples so tender now even theslightest air makes them hurt but uncaring the mistress is stillheating each one then using the brush. Why was he here? Thomas could have kicked himself for how smitten he seemed.Finally with ten minutes to get where he was going, Thomas wandered back into town and up the sloping hill of the high street. Next to the jewellery store he found a thin green building that had been converted into flats, one of which was his destination. Thomas examined the buttons until he found one labelled 'Sera' in the same cursive script as the address was written. Thomas wondered momentarily how Sera could afford. He held her for a time, breathing deeply, his head resting sideways on her shoulder. Then he kissed her on her neck, gently and lightly. "Jesus, that felt good," he said, laughing. He inhaled deeply and kissed her neck again. "I love this perfume of yours, Mom. Every time you wear it, I want to grab you and take all your clothes off and eat you up."As if awoken from a daze by her son's last statement, Madeline stirred suddenly, a shiver running through her body. "Gerald ... What on earth has.