‘Jesus,’ he groaned. ‘Lisa, what do you expect to happen between us?’ She shrugged. ‘I don’t know,’ she said. ‘What do YOU want?’ He...couldn’t say what he wanted. It was i*****l and society would never allow it. But she knew what he thought anyway and spoke it aloud. ‘You want me to be your girlfriend,’ she said. ‘You want us to be together.’ He nodded. ‘I want that too, Robert,’ she said. ‘I wouldn’t fuck just ANYONE in the closet, you know.’ He laughed. They kissed again. He was still hard, so. I looked at the book one last time before I returned it to the librarian for placement back on the shelf for another reader. It was right at that moment that I realized we were all like books on the shelf waiting for someone to read us and pass us on to the next person to enjoy as well. I decided that I would take out a book about a specific battle in the American Revolution and see if it would trigger my sub-conscious to make that mystical jump back into the past in the same way I had done. Fucking hot. “So everyone get ‘em off, and let’s see if this is going to work.” She was unbuckling her shorts, and I realized that she was going to strip right in front of us, and she expected us to do the same. I wondered what Sue thought, and managed to tear my eyes away from Marybeth long enough to see Sue lifting her hips to pull her own shorts down, and then her panties, and there was my wife’s trimmed pussy for everyone to see! My eyes kept going back and forth between them as I started. I put my right knee on my seat and bent over to secure my bag under the seat. I glanced back at the man. He tried valiantly to not look. I feigned difficulty with my bag, necessitating the need to wiggle around to get it to fit. Finally I saw that he looked right at my ass. I smiled knowing he was staring at the little pink thong I was wearing. I wondered if could see my wet little pink lips. I held the position for a moment and allowed him to stare, then he saw me looking and our eyes met.He.