That turned out to be too vague an option."I don't know," she said. "My mind is whirling. I haven't had time to process all this." I can take you both...to the airport," I suggested. "Of course I'll pay for your tickets."Her eyes seemed to be looking at something far, far away as she responded."I don't have to be back to work for a week. I planned on begging to go with the two of you on one of your famous adventures."She blinked, and her eyes came back to the here and now."Looks like I got my. "Okay? She doesn't expect 'em to grope us, and neither do I. They're protesters, not lechers."Nobody looked disappointed. The CLODs weren't exactly appealing. Most of them were our parents' age or older, except for a couple of little kids. They were probably only there because mom couldn't get a baby sitter, or maybe for PR purposes."Unarmed? What about hard-ons?" Barry, Mason's senior partner in nakedness, was sporting quite a prod. In fact all the guys were carrying wood. As if they could. She said no and I asked her if she ever had any fantasies. She told me no but her girl friend had got her hot and curious by telling her some of the things she and her husband had been doing, and I said like what? She told me that they were swingers and belonged to a swingers club. I said you are curious about another men fucking you? She said she didn?t know why but the thought of it made her wet and horny as hell. I said can I tell you something without you getting pissed. She said yes and I. ” Nicolette raised a brow sexily when Amelia said nothing. “Come on, guards, lift her up. I’m not about to soil my clothes on this filthy floor. Put her on the table.” Amelia’s breath caught as all four pairs of hands lifted her and then laid her flat, her pussy at Nicolette’s eye level.Nicolette leaned forward and brushed her tongue against Amelia’s moist lips and Amelia sucked in her breath. Nicolette’s breath rushed over her and she shuddered, grasping the edges of the wood table on either.