She was wearing a lovely satin white blouse that was clearly see-through. No bra underneath. Modesty wasen’t a factor for her. As she disappered int... the crowd, I looked around at the partygoers. Sitting adjacent to me were to lovely blondes that were sitting on each other’s lap. The one on the bottom was hissing nasty talk at the other shoulder-length haired beauty. One looked to be Gwyneth Paltrow and the other could have been Uma Thurman. I was trying to read lips. This is what I. Jan thought this to be normal and did so not thinking about the fact that she was just entering into a contraction. Jan said that Dr. John reached over and massaged her clitoris with his left hand, and with his right hand under her raised leg, put his fingers into her vagina. She said that his stimulation kind of intensified her contraction, but when he put his fingers into her, that really started making the contraction more intense. I asked her if that was what caused her to holler so loud. I mean, I wasn't in any real danger from your noisemaker -- what the hell was making that noise, anyway?" It was a flat piece of metal -- flexible, like a whip. It makes a helluva bang on that solid surface!" Yeah. It did. Good thing I peed first, like you said. I mighta wet my pants!" Oh, I knew it wouldn't scare the pee out of you. I suggested you go to the bathroom first because of how long you'd be in there." How long was it?" Take a guess." Hour? Maybe an hour and a quarter?" You went in. "There again. Sowhat are you reading this time?" "Give me a few minutes to finish this story andI'll tell you. Okay?" Vicki paused from the screen to look directly at herhusband. He smiled. He liked the passion these things kindled in his wife,and their discussions had often left him curiously aroused. "Sure." He sauntered into the garage and fussedabout his workbench knowing those few minutes might last twenty to thirty.He smiled at the possibilities he might explore thereafter. Vicki read on.