It had been our intention at the beginning ofthe evening to ring in the new year at the party, but now Ican think of nothing else than taking you up t... my hotelroom to work off our sexual tension in a much moreproductive fashion. We stop briefly to claim my purse fromthe coat check before heading hand-in-hand through the lobbyto the elevators.We get on the elevator with an older couple who areapparently too tired to see the evening through to the end.We stand in the back of the car, our arms. " I couldn't tell the nosy old woman Ihad been watching my sexy teenage cousin masturbate while trying tocolour in. I was lucky to have coloured anywhere near the lines!"Don't worry," Aunty June reassured her disappointed next-door neighbour."Baby Candy will have plenty of time in the playpen to practice over thenext few weeks. I'll make sure she colours in a few drawings from eachbook every day, and you can have a look at them when you next come tovisit, Grace. We can even stick some of baby's. I held her and turned on the t.v to lighten the mood. After about twenty minutes of watching mindless shows, I felt Tara's hand move onto my thigh. Strange, I thought but didn't mention it. Then she began to move her hand up. Further and further towards my naked clit. Still, I said nothing, though I began to get a little wet at the touch. Not taking her eyes off of the t.v, she traced my pussy lips with her fingers, gently brushing my clit as she did so. I sat there is shock and excitement as. ”“I’ll be good.” Smirk. “Bink says she touched it.”“I made Bink stop.”“Bink says you’re hot.”“Bink needs to get a life.” And I’m thinking Bink’s a clear danger now.“Are we still going out on the boat?”“If you don’t wish to sit in your darkened room, overcome by remorse.”“Don’t be silly. This is just a little bump in our relationship.” That’s my Amanda – curious spin on that whole relationship thing. She has my qualities of social skill.On the way to the marina, she talked with Bink on the phone.