They were almost imperceptible to the eye, but not to the touch. Her nipples reacted to my touch like my penis usually does to my hand. It was like an...electric current. It made me squirm between my legs, a feeling I have never felt before. I ran my hands through her hair. It felt as light and silky as it looked. I then remembered about the camera. I turned to face it as I ran my hand over her face and then her lips. They were so soft and moist. I placed one of her fingers inside and gently. "Please, come in, Susan will be ready in a moment, in the meantime her father is in the lounge."I continued to watch as Julie Dixon led Bristoll to where her husband was sitting drinking from a can of VB (Victoria Bitter beer) then I listened as she made the introductions.After standing and transferring the can from his right hand to his left Morrie Dixon grabbed Bristoll's right hand and shook it vigorously. "It's a pleasure to meet you young man." He pointed to a comfortable looking armchair.. “At some point during the evening, the guest I was telling you about put in an appearance. He was a man of about 40, quite trim, and wearing a smart dark blue suit. It seemed a bit out of place in this outdoors centre, but he carried it off well. We'd all seen him around, of course, but hadn't thought any more about him as he was, to put it frankly, a bit old.“So I thought nothing of it when he came and sat next to me. I don't know if he chose me or it was by chance. Whatever, I thought I. " So, you aren't an actor?" No, are you?" Of course, they wouldn't put real criminals in here. Those recruits are too green behind their ears to deal with anything real yet!"I could feel how her hand slid up my leg while she softly squeezed it."Um ... is this part of your act?" I asked her, looking down at her hand."No, but some fun can't hurt, can it?" I didn't sign up for that," I said jokingly."Than start acting!" she said while she grabbed my penis."How do you mean?" I asked. Feeling that.