When we got to my hotel room door, I turned with my back against it so I was facing him, thrust my tits out, looked up at him, and whispered, 'So what...now'. He put his arms up and over against the door frame so he was hovering over me, leaned over and said huskily 'Whatever you want,baby'. Both of us then leaned in for a kiss - and he kissed me like I hadn't been kissed in years. That was it. I just had to have him. He then moved his hands down to my tits and I don't know who was moaning more. Her own joke generated new laughter. This was no feat of mere architects. It was magic. No human had engineered this incredible structure with its own gravity field. All around her the world rose like a wall except at the horizon of the dome where all disappeared into the night sky.She rushed the horizon with a leap and a pirouette and tumbled headlong over the prone body of a man lying across the highest point of the dome. She caught only a glimpse of him as she rolled away, but it was enough. ‘Why can’t you do it on Saturday?’ she asked. ‘I think he’s got a date, Harry’s been talking with Jennie, and she’s been walking on air,’ was the answer. Nancy pried information about the man from her son each night and, when he was late getting home she paced the floor. It seemed that the more she learned, the more her suspicions grew. According to what she had learned, Harry had bounced from one occupation to another with each new moon. He had been a school teacher, an auto mechanic and a bar. "Ok agreed, but before I sleep with her, not after ok" I said."Fair enough," she agreed, "where's the camera." I dug it out of my drawer and hand it to her along with two packs of film.Within five minutes she back with her top only loosely buttoned."How do you work this fucking thing?" she asked hotly, handing me the camera and the opened film pack. I showed her how to insert the film into the camera body, copping a sneak view of her tits under her top. Now happy, she returned to her room. I.