Standing there with her breasts bare, Alyce struggled, slightly. “You are so not going there! You always start something, then never finish,” she...accused. Staring straight into her blue eyes, he cupped her full, milky white globe. It was as if he was testing its weight. He watched her pupils dilate and knew that she wanted him, badly. Chet stared at the beautiful breast in his hand. It sat in his hand perfectly. The skin was so very soft...softer than any known silk. Chet rubbed his thumb. After sitting there for a while I finally got up the courage to step out of my car. At this point I could be seen from the road. I thought ‘it’s dusk, know one is looking’. I just put my head up and headed for the woodline. My heels clicked on the pavement as I took long strides. The cool air rushing up under my skirt was very arousing.As I crossed the wood line I felt a relief. I’ll worry about going back later. I saw two guys in the distance check me out as I headed strait for the back fence.. .But that was wrong, wasn't it? Clearly, the pair of them needed to be placed on as equal a footing as was possible. It was imperative that they fulfill their roles and I fulfill mine.Roles ... What was their role? What had Jack told Britney? 'You have just made your last independent decision; Oliver makes them for you now.' Britney was my property, to dispose of as I pleased -- and so was Vera! THAT appeared to be the problem; I was used to a different set of commitments with Vera, a different. As advertised for the first several minutes Simon just watched and made wickedly amusing comments. I swear if we had filmed it, the thing could have won an academy award for comedy. Within the first half hour we were all laughing and critiquing each other painfully.With James making love to me and Simon critiquing us as a film critic would I went from orgasm, to uncontrollable laughter without a moments rest. I could not believe the combination. At first I found it disconcerting beyond belief.