It was made even more astounding by the fact she liked how he kissed and how his arms were around her and he was coaxing her somehow to wrap her arms ...round him. When she did, he deepened the kiss and it turned to something indescribable. The hand not attached to the arm he had around her neck was moving over her in a slow searching manner and hers was mimicking his movements with a life of its own. She felt him moan against her mouth and press his body tighter to hers and she moved to make it. I looked around the dark, loud club and saw only women. I bit my lip. "Jayne! Wait. Please, what is this place?" Finally she acknowledged, "It’s a ladies' club where I meet many friends." She walked to a booth and took off her coat. I removed mine too. She took both and tossed them aside filling one side of the booth. She was wearing a partially buttoned gray blouse, just sheer enough to reveal her true-blonde pale areolas encircling her awakening nipples, a short black leather skirt exposing. " She didn't blush at her admission, which she would have before. Her self confidence was as high as it had ever been in her life. "He's worried because he loves all of us, and he's afraid we all hate him now."Sally's eyes looked startled for an instant as she reflected on what she'd just said."Well, not me. He knows I love him. I made that clear." Now she did blush."I don't think any of us hate him," said Mavis. "We might be perturbed with him, but nobody hates him." Well, nobody told him that. With a start, I turned around, seeing some old man, wearing what looked like some wizards robe. I chuckled, thinking that he was really getting into the spirit of the place, or at least its name. I told him I was just looking, but kept the necklace in my hands. I looked around for only another minute or two, then went to the counter, paying the old man for the necklace. He smiled at me, and wished me luck with it. I wondered what for, since it was only a necklace. Whistling to.