She wasn’t exactly a recluse. These four women were special. They were Concertina’s pals. She had known them forever. Well, Michele wasn’t Conce...tina’s pal. Concertina was pissed at her. You’ll hear about that later dear reader. Michelle read an awful lot of Dickens and she read an awful lot of Woolf. Tonight, she hardly looked like an intellectual. Michele was decked out in a pair of gray dress slacks. She wore a matching gray vest and the vest was topped off by a gray shirt underneath. A. She loved the feeling of being double stuffed, though he didn’t want her doing it. But she didn’t care what he thought right now. She wanted it so she got it. She stopped playing with it and sat back up, grabbing her buzzer. She worked it on her clit again then had an idea. She could see his balls just sitting there. She know he didn’t really like her playing with them, so she moved the toy onto them. She felt his body tense as he felt it there, a weird sensation running through his balls. . She decided against asking. These people had a strange and uncertain set of taboos. She was afraid of losing her head over the wrong question!Suddenly she noticed Balloo smiling at her, and she dropped back down to the mat on the floor without even thinking of it, as though her legs collapsed through some understanding of their own. She leaned more heavily against the rush wall where he had left her and was surprised to feel how sturdy it was. Since the black man kept staring at her, she drew. It’s late and I’m tired. Just… please go’ I said quietly. I suddenly felt Lucien’s arms surrounding me, pulling me gently onto his chest. Oh, it was so tempting to just let go and accept his embrace, but I couldn’t. To him and any other man, I was just a sexy body, to be used and discarded. I will not let myself be used that way! I stiffened and pushed him away. ‘Don’t touch me!’ I said through gritted teeth, looking at him. ‘Just because I liked your kiss doesn’t mean I’m ready to fall into.