The lighting was soft and the music hypnotic. "Let's get undressed."Without a word the three women removed their clothing. Ami was shocked by Cregan's...perfect body. Now she was sure that Cregan wasn't 91. Her breasts were on the small side, firm with protruding nipples. Her body was lean and sensually muscular. She had the same tattoo of Ganesh on her chest, the one with the eyes that followed you. When Cregan turned her back to Ami, Ami gasped. From the nape of her neck to her tail bone was a. Ann and Chuck had been fucking for several months, and this just sounded like a way to add some kink into their life; but after a few trial runs, Ann had noticed something, something to her that was the most wonderful thing: after a ritual of Sex Magic, she could really do things. More than just saying some stupid words, but being able to look at something and make it do what she wanted. The thrill of it had been intoxicating. For weeks she would have sex with anyone she could find, just so she. Then, from the building across the courtyard, comes the faint sound of a cello playing the lush melody of Duke Ellington's "Satin Doll:" Cigarette holder which wigs me Over her shoulder, she digs me. Out cattin' that satin doll.Lifting my flute, I join in on the second verse.The cello hesitates at the unexpected intrusion, but I rush ahead, filling the silence. After a few beats, the cello resumes. When our duet is done, I scan the dark windows for my unseen partner.As if reading my mind, a dim. What would I do at a Mary Kay party?? I said.?Oh I don't know... watch the silly women painting their faces, I guess.You could be our steward, and serve us coffee and cookies. It would befun!?I demurred, but eventually let her persuade me. It was pretty hard forme to deny her anything. And it's not as if I had anything else to do onSaturday.The day came quickly enough, and I showed up at Alyssa's at about 1o'clock. On this occasion, knowing I would be faced with all sorts offeminine artillery,.