Next, I retrieved three books I removed from the bookshelf in the living room and held them up for him to see."Now to answer you second question as to...where I learned to tie those knots holding you. I found the knots in these books." I waved them back and forth dramatically. "I found the books on the bookshelf in the living room." One was a book entitled 'Outdoor Survival'; the second was the 'The Scoutmaster's Handbook', and the last was a book dedicated entirely to the use of ropes and knots. She loved it, her hips doing a lot more work than necessary as Mel stuck to the standard swing moves he had practiced over and over again. Other tunes followed, some not quite as appropriate for Mel’s limited dancing capabilities, but he had shown his cred to all and Tracy hugged him close as they took a break and returned to their table.To the shock of her mother Tracy rounded on Mel as they sat down, saying “You fuck! When did you learn how to dance?” Mel took a sip of warm wine and shrugged,. I'm sorry Denis, but I just don't fancy you." You don't know what you're missing. My girl friends say I'm very good. I'll blow your mind. Promise." Get out, Denis. Go home. I'm not interested." I think you will be. You want this contract. I have to go to Victor tomorrow morning and give my recommendation. Which way do you want it to go? I can't see you being popular if you blow this deal." You blackmailing me for sex, Denis? Is that how you get women into bed?" I'm only doing it for your own. Hisright hand moved slowly and rhythmically up and down his hard shaft and Idesperately wanted to go over to him and love him from head to foot. Also,since we were alone in the house, we often observed each other nude.Seeing him this way, always excited me. My eyes drank every inch of hisbody, the gray hair on his chest, the graying around his cock and balls,the gentle feet, the swaying of his uncut cock, the softness of hisbuttocks, the slightly protruding paunch covered with the softness of.