On one side, two young women. The first had twin braids of red hair and appeared to be wearing a dirndl, designed to maximise her small breasts. The s...cond woman was also petite, with short dark hair and dressed as a French maid. Sitting across from them was a man I would describe as a Dorian Grey type, wearing a pin stripe suit with luscious hair that stopped just above his shoulders."We've been so terribly bored" he drawled in his upper class voice "finally someone has come to play with us.". They have been granted,in principle if not yet in actuality, political and social equality.Men's reaction to this change has been to treat women as such. Ratherthan to enact the traditional roles of protector, provider, rescuer, andwooer, men are now concerned only with using women as sexual objects,afterward abandoning them, even if the women have been impregnated as aresult of the couple's coupling. Flirting has replaced courtship, asthe one-night stand has replaced marriage. Homes, once. But without that steaming cup of Ethiopian black, I’d have been little use to him as I helped him with his bags. He gave me the length of hug normally reserved only for family, laden with emotion, and then released me and turned to Sue.There was an immediate connection between them as they just stared into each other’s eyes. So many different emotions and feelings passing between them. About Winnie, about Francis’ sadness, about Sue’s feelings as a friend. And about the two of them as lovers.. ."Her groans deepened in helplessness as she felt the fierce, mind shattering delight of his hotly curling tongue, and then she got herself together enough to raise herself up on her elbows, her long blonde hair swinging around, so that she could watch him as he lapped upward over the small round basin of her excitedly tingling stomach. Higher and higher he licked at her shivering young flesh, until at last he was licking at the smooth, sensitive round undersides of her lust-swollen breasts --.