That wanton sluttiness, that pussy wrenching kinkiness… Gary had witnessed it all. How shocking must that have been for him? He could never have pic...ured Julie that way, she knew. He was considerate in bed, loving, never kinky or crazy. And he had always seen Julie as being the same, right? Maybe that was too much to expect Gary to be able to forgive. It would be one thing if he caught her cheating without knowing any of the specifics. But this… well, could she blame him if he never want to. "What? The 'cooperative participation of my hands'? What the heck does that mean?" Well, we already have the cooperative participation of your lips," Kristen said, running her finger lightly over my lips before leaning in giving me a deep, warm kiss."Oh, Zoe," Kristen said, "I see what you mean." I know, it's so true, isn't it?" Zoe replied."And now we want the cooperative participation of your hands. That means, hugging, stroking, and foreplay with your hands ... whatever you might normally do. He then held my buttocks with his hands and we started eating the mouths of each other. His palms were so great against my buttocks.I knew he did not mind me actively participating in sex. So i broke the kiss and started kissing all over his cheeks and neck. This is something a woman likes, and men never understand it…not all men, because imad understands it. He turned me even more, saying,-oh great hameeda, my crazy girl!He took me to the nearest bedroom. While i started kissing his lips. "Darlene Carter."We'd been celebrating almost half-an-hour and were about ready to join the various parental units in the lobby. We'd opened the curtains ten minutes earlier after the theater had cleared out to make it less stuffy.The man stepped out of the right side wings. He was dressed in a cheap suit and reminded me of a fire hydrant. "You need to come with me." Sorry, Dude," I said stepping between them. "We don't do groupies or stalkers. Get lost." I noticed a second man in the shadows.