I could see if what I was going to be doing next week with Amy, but because so far I had not decided whether to go. There was no way of knowing if I w...uld be with Amy or not, too many variables to get a clear image. Therefore, unless I asked how I die, I could not predict the outcome and knowing how I die, was just something I very much did not want to know."It's big, maybe too much for me." So don't go if you are not sure." It's not that simple, millions are going to die. I think it could even. Sincerely,Corporal RamseyAs I folded the piece of paper I noticed that no one had touched their salad and the wine glasses were still full. The server sort of tiptoed away from the table.After a few solemn moments the topic of conversation changed to which dressing to try on our salad, what we had done that day, how the search for a new Red Sox shortstop was progressing, and naturally, how the weather was changing.I was accustomed to speaking almost daily with Fred about the timing of stock. She quickly became lost in her fantasies, not realizing that Jack had stopped walking altogether. It took a tap on the shoulder for her to snap out of it, and when she did, it was to stare deep into Jack's warm chestnut eyes. A new feeling crept into her fingers, and it travled all through her when she realized what it was. He was touching her. His fingers were stroking hers so gently, it made a shiver fly up her spine and exit through her mouth in a soft, "oh". Her breath froze as it hit the. And he was playing with them.He was rubbing her tits and twisting her nipples. Pam moaned with pleasure as he played with her boobs.However she quickly put her tits back into her dress and did it back up before John got back.Pete also had put his cock back into his pants.Pam now turned to Terry and said to him.“Follow me out.If you see John say you are going for a piss.” Terry nodded to her. Pam and Terry went out of the theatre and headed for the loo. They passed John who was just coming back.