Just after I hung up your first canvas,” he furrowed his brow, “He actually asked me if he could buy it.”He what? I cringed as Marie slapped her...brother hard across the back of the head.“And why, cher frère, are we only hearing about this now?”“Mea culpa,” he shrugged, blocking her second blow, “I mean, I wasn’t even sure she wanted to sell it.”“Neither was I...” I sighed, rubbing my eyes.Why? Why the hell did he want them so badly? It made absolutely no sense to me.“I think all those. Sharon pondered how to tell the poor girl it was all a joke. 'God, what had ever possessed me to do this?' she wondered. It seemed like a good idea at the time, but it didn't seem like such a good idea now. She didn't want to get fired. Nor did she want to admit to her cruel joke. And then there was also the fact that her cunny was... well, it was wet - hot at the thought of what her boss was willing to do."Nothing dear," Sharon said, coming up with a new plan. Yes, she would push the girl. In the United States, producers of pornographic films formed the Adult Film Association of America in 1969 to fight against censorship, and to defend the industry against obscenity charges.[citation needed]1970s: Adult theaters and movie booths in the U.S.In the 1970s, there was a more tolerant judicial attitude to non-mainstream films. However, mainstream theatres would normally not screen even softcore films, leading to a rise of adult theaters in the United States and many other countries.. She told me she thought it would excite me as I might have a chance of watching if his wife got turned on, I said she had to wear my favorite underwear including the white petticoat, they made the arrangements they would get there first and we would sit close,The evening came and fortunately the cinema was quite empty, we saw where they were sitting and moved to the row in front of them, he had his arm around her.After a few minutes I pulled my wife closer and we started kissing, her legs were.