‘What do they call this?’ he shouted into Simon’s ear. ‘Disco!’ he shouted back. John’s look of distaste was a perfect mirror to Simon’s...own feelings about it. They made their way to the bar. Simon stood with his back to the bar while John ordered the first round. ‘How much?!’ Simon turned around when he heard the scandalised tone of John’s anguished query. John handed him his beer, then shouted ‘One pound and twenty pence for a ruddy foreign lager. Oh well, cheers!’ They clunked glasses, took. * * *Having hidden the book deep within my wardrobe, I was now floating abovemyself. It was an eerie feeling, watching my old body stand up by itself,walk over to the computer and begin playing games. After watching for ashort time, I controlled my strange ghost-like form and made myself floatthrough the wall.In the next room, I found my younger sister, Caitlyn, reading a schoolbook. She was in her final year of high school, and she had grown veryattractive, having just turned 18. I hesitated,. I said: “John, sit down on he other side of my wife.” (We were not married, of course.) Moni tried to edge toward me. I took John’s nearest hand and placed it on her thigh and told him we were both going to feel my wife’s pussy. He followed my lead and each put a finger into her now sopping wet pussy. “Kiss John,” I commanded, and she did, whimpering “no” and trying to keep from being aroused. I said to her loud enough for the men in the bar to hear: “Honey, unzip his pants and take out his. "For what?" Paula asked."Gail wants to watch me fuck," I explained."Who?" Anyone who wants me. We had Mila in mind, but..."Paula moved her body away from mine for a moment, her facial expressions shifting from resistance to doubt to thoughtfulness to desire."One more kiss and I'll decide." The kiss started gentle but quickly became intense, and our rubbing of genitals lost all subtlety."Okay," she said breathlessly once our lips parted. She looked into my eyes. Hers were wide open and dilated.