I put away my wine glass and found the courage to pull my underpants. Then I sat down and began licking. No, no, she said take it easy. Easy? for a ho...mone-fueled 18 year old boy? Then began the course. "Put his arms under my thighs. Grasp the hip sniff gently" She guided me through her body until I tenderly kissed her swollen clitoris in the wettest most conservative kiss. Let your tongue occasionally slip into the cave and then slowly explore their way back to the clitoris. The speed and. I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. The men and women in the audience, or at least most of them, were getting up from their tables.I thought at first that they were leaving and a sense of relief washed over me. But after sliding their chairs in they began to move towards the stage. They gathered around and just stared down at the two women for a moment.The eerie silence went on and on for a long time. I don't know what they were waiting for. I never saw any signal that indicated it was. Breathe. Calm. Down. You don't know who it is. It could be the other's man wife.I suddenly thought how weird that situation would be and realized that I was really dumb for trying to reassure myself that way. Of course, having his wife watching was a better thought than servicing two men.I snapped back to the present when I watched a hand replace my roll of paper. Frantic, I looked through the hole as the footsteps receded, hoping to catch a glimpse of the person who’d taken my paper. But I was. Actually, Kingman was right to be paranoid; Jim could probably get several hundred troops if he was willing to advertise, but he was afraid of giving Kingman too many hints of what was coming. Jim had no idea of how universally hated Kingman was, both from his actions as a warlord and his political machinations since. If they worked the publicity right, Jane could score a monumental political coup from this; maybe they should hire a PR expert!Jim felt like a general operating without a staff,.