Brandi was very turned on by it, couldn’t stop talking about it. Eventually, a woman Dominant I knew talked us into areally outre experience.... There we stood in a cinderblock building.It was empty, but looked like a small warehouse/garage.It was February, so there was quite a bitter chill.The place had a large old fashioned wood burning stove heater.Near it was blastingly hot, but further away it was increasinglycold. Brandi and I stood there, she in a red cocktaildress, me in. "Have you had sex before?" he asked?"Yes" I lied. "Oh then, what does a pussy feel like, is it hard or soft?" I thought on it for a moment, knowing I've never really felt one."Soft" I told him, which he nodded. "What does it taste like?" he asked.I recoiled, not sure what he was asking. He prodded me about Brianne and asked if I had ever taken her pants off. I shook my head."You know, I can show you a way to unbutton her pants and take them off without her even really knowing."I expressed my. Oh, thank God, He hadn’t noticed! But now what? He turned away from her without a glance, and for one horrified moment Jenny was convinced that He was going to just walk down the stairs and out the door. But then He completed the turn, walked back to the chair sitting in her doorway and down in it, facing her. He sat up straight, His hands folded in his lap. He stared at her from behind his dark glasses. At first Jenny thought He was expecting her to do something and she tried. " But you yourself said, my dear Mark, that you weren't for the Liberals or for Labor," Lena replied. "I would think that you'd be all for the Conservatives to be back in power." That's just it," Mark replied. "They aren't in power. Oh, they were voted in, Edward Heath to the prime minister's chair and all, but it doesn't mean one whit of difference. Not one whit." Why?" Sharon asked simply. She had never delved in politics much; as an American she didn't feel that she should form opinions.