I wasted no time reaching up, taking his wrist, and slowly, nervously edging his hand downwards. He smiled encouragement at me, and let his hand follo... my directions. When his hand reached the swell of my left breast, I groaned and leaned in to start kissing Steven again. His hand moved the rest of the way on its own, and I gasped into Steven’s mouth as his hand finally engulfed my breast, squeezing gently. At first, he just gently rubbed and squeezed the entire mound, the somewhat rough palm. I must have stopped breathing, so it was a good thing that she reachedout and took my arm in her hand. "Come in," said the Playboy model witha pretty smile and tugged me into the room. I went in like a docilelamb, and she closed the door behind me. Her hand was still resting onmy arm, and I felt her warmth radiate into me. "Now, do we needintroductions?" You're Beverley Taylor!" I blurted out before I could stop myself.She didn't seem to mind, but only said with a smile, "Well, I guess youdon't. . are most welcome'.The men watched in disbelief as her moist labias began to twitch with the early onset of orgasm. With suddenness she cut her pleasure short, covered her sex with her panties, dropped her skirt and tucked her breast back into her top. Without a word she stood up, moved over to the men and, in turn, reached inside their pants to mercillessly constrict the nooses over their helpless erections. She then gave the signal to the deputies to let her out...She stood in the front row. " Supposed to be doesn't cut it Jerry. You promised me! What am I going to do now?" I don't know. All I can tell you is that Scott and I will never tell a soul about what happened here tonight. Believe me Mrs. C, we are as upset about this as you are. All the guys are already after us to get you to come back again and that is something that has never happened before. You were mind blowingly awesome. We had hopes that we might be able to talk you into doing it again since you so obviously.