?There,? she said magnanimously, ?now you don?t have toworry about holding your hands in place.? ?Thanks,? he said sarcastically, knowing immediately ...hemistake he had made. Josh watched fearfully as Alexandra?s expression hardened.He chastised himself over his own stupidity. He knew once she got into one ofher dominant moods, there were lines he should not cross. ?Get your sarcastic ass into the living room and get down onyour knees by the couch,? she growled at him. Knowing better than to. “Just one. You came down here and had your little walk on the wild side. Get the rebellion against your perfect life out of your system. Whatever. Maybe you just needed to flip the emotional bird at somebody. You’re probably gonna see things differently once the sun comes up. Get in the car and go home.” She listened to his little speech with her eyes on his chest. Most of what he said was right. Everything except the part about her perfect life. Down here, everything made more sense. Down. When we were all in the hotel room, the rest of them stripped off. The women said she was not into gangbangs herself but wanted to watch and play with herself, and to get things going she wanted to perform with me first. All the men naturally thought this a good idea. She stripped off and came over and kissed me pushing her tongue into my mouth and rubbing my clit, she the kissed and bite my breasts and nipples, then on down to my shaven pussy. She ran her tongue up and down my cuntlips, teased. I said they couldn’t all have been boring and she said yes they were, boys our age were always boring, older men were the only ones worth bothering with. And then she went off on this long spiel about how older men were so exciting, sophisticated and sexy.’ ‘Well, you know what that means, don’t you? She’s gone dippy over some old git. Did you ask who it was?’ ‘I didn’t get a chance, we’d got to the lecture by now. But I bet it’s the Marjoribanks girls’ dad.’ ‘Really? Isn’t he married, though?’.