She sauntered in and took the seat at the edge of his desk. She crossed her legs slowly, causing him to clear his throat. She fumbled with her pink cu... cards and read her speech, anxiously, and a little too quickly. He was amused by her sweet nature and loved it when she blushed. “Sounds great! What is it you need help with?” he paused. “Aw, thanks. I really need help putting together my slides…” He pulled up his search engine and started typing. She stood up, and positioned herself beside. Liz sat in a winged chair opposite us with her stocking-covered legs crossed sipping her champagne.John started things by saying, "Liz and I are very sexually open people and we think you will enjoy how we play. Don't worry about me being jealous or Liz being jealous. We enjoy everything we do. Anytime you feel uncomfortable, just let us know."I looked over at Liz and she was beaming. Her eyes were lit up and her smile was deliciously nasty. Liz looked at me and said, "We are both bi and based. ”I’ve no idea if any of them catch the position of Cupid’s foot, but I’d think that those who’ve played footsie might.ClickFIGURE“Agnolo Bronzino, 1503-72. ‘Venus, Cupid, Folly and Time’ or ‘Allegory with Venus and Cupid,’ a biggie in the history of art.”“Cupid’s teenage body is twisted to display his backside. His hand cups her, his fingers encircle her. His other hand cradles her head for the passionate kiss. His posture, his aggressive reach, and his mother’s grasp of the arrow from his. Despite my alarming position, he seemed completely at ease with the situation. He munched on a shiny green apple and leaned against the door frame, his brows raised at me. I stared at him in confusion. He tossed the apple core in a nearby bucket and strolled over to the bed. “You’re awake,” he remarked simply. “What’s going on? Did you do this to me?” He laughed lightly. “Well, of course I did. This is your reward.” He flashed a toothy smile. “You’re a little slut, aren’t you? I’m pleased.