And don't tell me it's not forme to judge; I'm judging, whether it's "for me" to do so or not. And I resent the increasing disabilities, indignities, ... humilia-tions with which Nature tells you that she's getting bored with you & thatyou're wearing out your welcome. The alarms, the repeated visits to thephysician, the repeated tests, the repeated trips to the hospital. (It wasthe same in childhood, remember? If an unpopular child was at a gathering,the other kids would mock & traduce her. She unbuttoned my shirt, touching and caressing my entire upper body from my chest to my biceps. I was topless myself after my shirt slid down my arms, with Frankie planting wet kisses all over my chest. Playfully, I pushed her down on the bed, forcing one giggle out of her. Our lips touched each other's once more and slowly I went down on her soft neck to her perfect tits. I massaged them both, admiring the softness in my hands and sucking and licking each erect nipple. Frankie was certainly. Taking this as the first cue of acceptance, I moved my fingers further upwards to her neck, caressed the nape of her neck, and then slowly pulled her ear lobes by taking her ear lobe between my index finger & middle finger. Now the intensity of her breath had increased, eyes had opened wide and she had tightened the grip of her laptop bag, but she did not make any movement to resist my advances.The game was heating up. My fingers started traveling from her ear and traveled slowly down the nape. I prefer smaller groupings, like two or three or four of the right people. The host of tonight's bash obviously didn't agree with my philosophy on the subject. Ted and Carol Hartly were great people and good friends but we did disagree on at least this point. They loved a good party, good equal big to them, the more the merrier.So here I was, at their large home now crawling with people, a lot I knew, some well, but most not at all. Mostly couples, after all that's what couples invite, other.