Variety seemed to attract men, she thought, and there was plenty of it in this room now. Little Bettina was so tiny and childlike, a superbly modelled...young girl constructed like a miniature Venus. One tall and sleek, one warm luxuriantly fleshed, and a girl who was the epitome of anyone's sensuous daughter; the men had to be content with what they had, because the choice was pretty special."It's kind of weird," Jessica sighed, crossing her mellow legs and propping one elbow upon the bar top as. My fingers slowly stroking as I imagine she can see me watching her. My focus moves slowly from one picture to the next my imagination bringing her to life as I see her move from one position to the next as each piece of clothing falls away. In my head I can hear her whispering my name, her voice and accent so exotically different from what I hear daily on the streets outside. My hand slides up and down slowly as I focus on the next image. A close up of her bared breasts and my heart beats. "Is why." Why..." Meredith asked."Why she'd go to so much effort to pick Brandon out," Sajel said."When you've got perfectly willing and perfectly attractive specimens of manhood like me to call on instead," I added."You? Yeah right." Sajel rolled her eyes. "I wouldn't pick you if you were the last man on earth." Good thing you're not Christa, then," I retorted."Do Christa and Brandon know each other," Arie asked."No," I said. Out of all of us, I'd known Brandon the longest. If there was. ” I was still turned away from both of them watching the fire burn before me. As I focused on the flames I heard my wife say, “Here you go Kevin, have a taste.” I heard him make a little slurping sound as he began to taste her cunt. “Chris, I wanted to be fair to Kevin. I didn’t think just a finger full of taste would be enough. So, I am giving him a little more.” I could tell she had that sly sound to her voice as she spoke, and in an instant she revealed why. “I am sorry you are facing.