“Do you touch yourself?”I had no answer to that, either.“Come on,” she said. “I won’t laugh.”“Only a couple times,” I said, like tha... made a difference. “What about you?”“Were you gonna do it here?”“Uh-uh. They were just uncomfortable.”“How’re you gonna get ‘em back on?”I could see that would be a challenge. There was no way to stand up and pull them over my hips without exposing my bare butt to the reading room ­— and while we’d been talking, an old guy had sat down behind us with a magazine.. Coral went up close, examining the way the ropes had been tied. "She certainly knows what she's doing with this," she said. "He has no chance of getting free." So she's been out on stage, shaking her booty all evening and he's been stuck here. Poor thing!" Effie reached across and patted him on the head."Poor thing my arse!" Coral and Effie span around as Cherie's exclamation announced her arrival. "He's earned every bit of that with his straying tongue and cock. He sure ought to know by now. They cuddled arms around the other gazing across the scenes. Brad’s left hand explored from her slim waist down to the hem of her short skirt. She gave him an evil, sly smile as she felt his hand lift her skirt and caress her bare ass cheek. She adjusted her stance allowing his fingers between her legs.“I need you, Brad,” she whispered lustfully as his fingers lightly brushed her pussy lips.“Guess we’ll have to figure out where to get married. Nether on of us is very religious and we don’t even. I headed down the stairs into the semi-dark passages of the basement. It was like a maze with rooms on either side of the hallway. Most of them were closed whereas some of them were open and you could see all kinds of debauchery taking place. The hallways echoed with the sound of moans and groans as I continued on further. Taking a left turn at the end of the hall, I felt a hand grab me and push me against the wall covering my mouth. It was the blonde woman from the bar.“Shhh.”I nodded as she.