I can’t ignore this now because I’m getting a super erection. Fortunately the shirt in the front is mostly covering it up and it hidden by the bar...from my companions. I put my hand down and feel that my rock hard dick is trying to come over the top of my panties. I make adjustments! I wiggle my butt just a little…now the hand is totally inside my shorts rubbing up and down my butt. After a pause, he moves his hand to my nylon panty crotch and I feel fingers underneath the elastic. Wow this guy. “Tancheres is merely a means to the ends,” the woman says as she nears Spencer.He begins to feel a strange sensation envelope over him. It’s like nothing he has ever felt before but at the same time it is very familiar. The feeling of the woman being a Goji comes to mind, but only vaguely as if it were wrong to think of it that way. He shakes his head trying to clear away the fogginess that is threatening to take over. He casts a look over at Angela, who is sitting at the edge of the bed,. Sometimes she just ... I don’t know. I think she likes keeping her girls off balance.”“Why does she do it?” I said. “I didn’t do anything to set her off. She made me feel like I don’t measure up, as if all I do can never be good enough. I wish ... Ah, what’s the use?”“Look, she’s a bit of a sore topic for me too, ok?” she said. “Especially having you whine about her when you’re ... Mind if we join Oscar and Sampo and talk about something else that’s not her for a change?”“Sure”, I said. “After. I ran the door bell and heard, "Come in, damnit!" So I opened the door and sat on the couch. The music continued to play, still no-one. "s*s? You here?" I waited a few more minutes before heading toward the stairs, just then she calls out. "I'm coming, keep your pants on!" At the top of the stairs she stood, towel wrapped around her body, putting her still wet hair up. I could almost see her legs meet under the towel. "Hey s*s." I stammered. She smiled. I walked back to the couch and stood.