While they were up the music went slow and they held each other close for a slow dance. I watched them dance and noticed one of Pam's hands was missin... from around the guy's waist. On closer inspection, I saw that she had worked it down between them and knew she had to be playing with the guy's cock!Now we hadn't talked about this. I didn't know what had gotten into my wife, but decided to sit back and watch. I knew exactly what she was doing to him because she had done it to me a thousand. And remembering that this was a class that started school inthe mid 1960s, some of the males might be somewhat hostile. But hey,I'd faced that before, and was sure I could handle anything thathappened on this night.So, I sent Marlene the $90 for my ticket-only one, as significant othersdidn't normally attend these things, since they wouldn't know anyone-except for the few couples that had both attended the same school,including one or two who married classmates. And made my hotelreservation. . She has no shyness about approaching anyone with questions or comments. I had to issue a direct order to make sure she doesn't draw unwanted attention to herself by emailing congress or the president or foreign heads-of-state with suggestions about how to better run the world. And even with that restriction, I make sure she uses untraceable email accounts. Well, not traceable by normal human programmers.While she has full internet access, she can't go flying around cyberspace. To actually copy. "As well itshould be, in the natural order of things" observed the gentleman. "Butyou may improve the sweet bow shape of your mouth through practice.During the day, when you think of it, pucker your lips. Make a smilingpout, bring the corners of the lips together and plump the centre of thelips outward. As you are doing this, pull up your cheeks into a smilingshape. Be careful not to squint as you do so. The smiling cheek isalways attractive, but too often it is accompanied by the squinting.