He moved his hands outward down her legs and made his way down to her ankles before he began to move his way back up on the inside of her thighs using...a little more pressure to move the blood up to her pleasure areas. Nate looked up at Crystal’s face. Her eyes were closed and you could see her biting her lip trying not to let out the moan that was building up inside of her. As his hands got nearer to her crotch he could feel the heat emanating from the region under the shirt. He decided it was. It had been a fruitful night, as she and her fellow menehunee' had accomplished much. It seemed that lately resistance to getting tasks accomplished was becoming less and less.'It's as if the flow of manna were edging closer to the 'day time' world, ' she mused, 'how strange this is. I wonder if Lono will be returning soon. That would be nice, it's been so long since we last danced with him.'As these thoughts passed through her mind, she gently removed the Lei of Moonflowers and set it in it's. Who had just handed Cal and I cheques. Mine was for thirty thousand pounds, which was the hospital refunding my costs in whisking Cal out of the country (and their clutches). Cal’s was for considerably more, compensation for the malpractice from which she’d suffered, and was still undergoing treatment.But tonight was a party. A sit down dinner, which meant that most of us could have a glass of wine or a beer with our meals, followed by a disco.But before the disco, the attending hordes required. “Understandable” Connie said reassuringly. “And how do you feel about her?” she added, gesturing toward my wife still sitting obediently on her knees.“Well…” I stammered, “Confused, ashamed, excited, and, well, a bit angry.”“Do you have any questions remaining” Connie continued, “about the events that took place here, at our Book Club?” she added with a knowing smile.“well, yes” I added, “Like who were the men, what about the welts on her ass, and most of all, why. Why is she doing this and why.