It is a good mental exercise, although it can be a bit (lot) frustrating when you are in a “cyber frame of mind”.At any rate, we were “talking d...rty”, and not really into any sort of serious cyber mode, per se. I would be hard-pressed to say we were even just “playing around”. It was more of a back-and-forth bantering and jousting with our “dirty words”. I am her D.O.M. in her circle of friends om Lush. That means Dirty Old Man, because of the nature of our comments and quips.I had said, “I can. Greg was a younger white man in his late 20s with beautiful tanned skin and a charm about him that i found masked how obviously bad he was at his job. He explained he had met Mr Salter when he was a college student and had been working for him ever since and just kept telling me how much i would like working with him. as the day wound down Rachel appeared in the conference room to tell me she had talked to her boss and he was very sorry to not be able to make it in to the office but that i. Both girls came running over to help me; I was sprawled on my back as four exposed breasts came swinging over me to my rescue. I’d have to do a pratfall more often, I mused.“Shit, Aaron, are you ok?!” Jess said, concerned. She and Emma both reached down to help me up.“Yeah, fine, just bruised my ego,” I said, accepting their help back up to my feet.I looked up and down at their two nude bodies.“I did say we should get more comfortable,” Jess said, gesturing to her nakedness.“So you did,” I. Mum is catching a nap.” I drew the curtains and darkened the room a bit and ‘carelessly’ lay there ‘dozing off’ with a cushion carefully ‘covering’ my face. I could see Tommy looking at me again and again to see whether I really went to sleep as he wanted to share his excitement of the scenes in the movie. In my ‘sleep’ I raised my legs and the dress rode up to the top of my thighs – no further. The pubic hair was still well covered. I couldn’t possibly actively lift up the dress any.