.we both know you want to," Jane said."Are you sure? That's so wrong, fantasising about you is one thing, wanking over you in the flesh is a different...matter completely."As I stood there talking, Jane's hands were wandering over her body, gently rubbing her nipples through her bra, I could see them grow as she teased them. Her other hand slid down her toned stomach and she started to rub her pussy through her thong."Well you just stand there and let me enjoy the view!" She said, biting her lip. ”“Thanks! Did you ever use one of ’em?”“Yeah. Not as fancy as your’s. That’s a video camera, right? Mine takes little movies. It’s a Super 8.”We lapsed into silence again, but I could tell that Jerry wanted to say something more.At last he came out with it.“You know, we’ve invited this couple over tonight--”“Yea, I know. Ramona told me. It’s OK. I’m fine on the couch.”No, it’s not that. It’s John and Karen. She used to be a dancer at the Folies Bergère. I was going to ask John, but he’s about. We have been to many events and parties where our pictures have been taken and are found throughout my house. The other day found a picture from last Halloween in my desk. In the picture was my good friend Tony, his wife Stacey, Brandi and me. Tony and his wife were dressed as S.W.A.T. And a female cop. Brandi was dressed as a belly dancer and i was a 50's American gangster. I ordered most of Brandi's outfit online. Her costume consisted of a headpiece which had silver coins that rested on. So we planned to shut it, section by section, over the next year or so.That linked to the football club because, on the day we won the league, we had pledged to build a new stadium on that site if they got promotion.What made the headline misleading was that we weren’t firing anybody. Every single one of our workers had their job guaranteed at newer, more efficient factories in other parts of the country. We were even offering relocation costs. But the Sun had focused on the scenario where.