“Good God, you really have been a naughty girl. I suppose this is all in aid of the Butterfly Club? Oh, don’t worry, I know all about it.” Mary ...uddenly remembered the telephone conversation at Linda’s shop and the voice. “Was that you wanting the 11 o’clock appointment? I answered the phone at Linda’s.” “Well yes, I am hoping that you will be my last call tonight. My husband wants to go to the club, so I have to get tattooed.” Mary knew that Doctor Ruth was a lesbian, and was married to her. “Everyone likes you. It would be a shame if you left. You brighten our offices by being there.” “That’s the kind of thing every employee wants to hear,” I said. After dinner we danced to a slow dance tune. When the dance was over, Bill kissed me on the lips, as though it was the most natural thing to do, and we sat in our chairs again. That was unexpected, and flustering, but by no means unpleasant. I have to admit, that I even felt a slight moistening in my vagina. I had not been kissed for. My arms slip about thenape of your neck... fingers cup your head feeling the silkiness ofyour hair whilst the press of your jerkin and laces rub against mytender exposed skin.I look at you with eyes suddenly heavy with some unnamed desire fillingmy every movement... languidly I slide my lips across yours with adesire to feel more of your skin... the prickle of your half daysbeard... your male scent fills my nostrils... the taste of your skinseeping between my lips... Pressing against you my. This must have attracted the attention of my mom and Aunt Margie as I slowly became aware of their presence in the room. I saw Mom standing holding Aunt Margie in her arms as they watched. Both had a very loving smile on their faces and from time to time they would kiss each other on the lips. They moved over and sat on the bed beside us and Mitzie looked up at them, smiled and continued to thrust her little pussy against my dick. Mom leaned over close and whispered to me: " Johnny, When you.