I had positoned myself against the wall so had the 45 degrees advantage. I took it. Slid my hand underneath the skirt till my hands found the still er...ct devil that reared its head immediately. Women in heat don't deal with underwear. Even if they are otherwise equiped. Her eyeballs lifted to the ceiling with a sigh. I stroked a little feeling with delight her blood pumping through the vessels of her joystick.Then withdrew sitting straight up next to her to have another sip.Lifting the glass. And, if that was not enough, she is unaware of the true meaning of 'sluzhanka'. Wonderful!"I see," she turns towards me and continues, slowly. "That is understandable but wrong. On two counts. First, words. Sluzhanka means servant. That is appropriate for consensual games, I suppose." She looks as one who is genuinely considering the point; as though she had not reflected on the matter before. Then she puts the thought to one side as interesting but in the context of now, irrelevant. "But this. .Definitely a no to a sci-fi epic...Hmmm, the latest superheromovie, maybe she'd go for that. I made a mental note while I keptscanning titles. There had to be something better than the default choiceof those boring home renovation shows she insisted we watch when therewas nothing else we could agree on.Gwen had come back down, looking endlessly more comfortable in aheathered grey pair of sweatpants and a loose, faded green t-shirt. Herbreasts, perky and full, pushed out the thin material, the. " Why did I keep pondering her words from that wedding night? "Christ, I pray it's not a harbinger." "Me too." & then answered myself: "Because it's germane to what happened and what almost happened. You've got to grow the fuck up, Cully. And now, with the arrival of this man, this Tommy, now would be a great time to start that revelation, that make over, if you will."I'd never seen her more gorgeous. I'd been mesmerized in that parking lot. Perhaps it's the influence of Tommy. I didn't want to.