I let her stop me from pushing her to a third. I looked over towards Karri. She was sitting back, openly watching us. Lexi locked lips with me, as she...pulled my hand up. She broke the kiss, pulled my hand to her mouth and sucked my finger inside her mouth, cleaning her cum from my finger. She opened her eyes to see me watching her. She pulled my clean finger out of her mouth, making a show of it, like she was sucking on my cock which was hard as steel against her back . "Now its my turn to. The club lights came on and the music stopped, we wandered back to our table where my husband was sitting. I knew my husband was getting horny watching us out there but he pretended he didn’t see a thing.George walked out to the car with us, he politely offered his phone number and said that we should “all” get together some time, but I knew he really meant with me. My husband was a little drunk and after saying goodnight to George, he crawled into the back seat of the car. As we were trading. Either way, it does two things: makes it believable that yourmind keeps returning to (and dwelling on) the image, and makes itemotionally difficult for the telepath to push through that layer.The next layer is the brief thoughts triggered by any questions orstatements. The real trick there is to casually give some of theinformation that is being sought in a way that it is less than useful(downright counterproductive, if possible). Mixed in with that you havereactions to the circumstances and. Steve stared at the image, shuddering, but it was so utterly alien that he couldn't really resolve it. "Shit. You weren't kidding. That's the strangest thing I've ever seen. Anyone else asks you to show yourself, tell him from me that he's going to regret it." Shall we withdraw the image?" No, what's done is done. I'll let you know if it gets too intense. But if any of the women try to walk in that door, kill the image before you open up. Let's go back to the first question; what do I call.