Sensual and slut in the one woman. Her husband had joined in this foray, his hands slipping the jacket from her shoulders. Hands moving and accommodat...ng this shedding process but still able to explore and arouse without losing the momentum. The skirt skillfully unbuckled. A short half step so it was free. The soft fold of the shirt removed again; no loss of arousal. Not the burlesque of the stripper, nor the boldness of the lap dancer, just her lover helping to shed the outer of elegance to. Her fingernails were bright redand her long toenails were emerald green and sapphire blue alternatingtoes. Ginger would never wear such an outlandish look out around friendsand family where they lived, but she made exceptions for Robert's mother.The capri jeans were knee length and very tight and there was an obviousmale bulge in Ginger's crotch enhanced by a couple of socks. A small redbelt ran through the belt loops. She wore a tube top that revealed hermidsection, and her real C-cup breast. The one doesn't affect the other, ok??? I'm sorry I got so angry. Miss you, kisses, l."Balancing the small machine on her open palm, Angique stared at its merry little lights. Two worlds, the girl said, separate — one never affecting the other. Maybe she was right and had been right all the time. Her true world was for true feelings, this fake Club for fake feelings. Was it so clear-cut? It seemed it was, at least for her.Angique decided to grow up; she succeeded in stowing everything away in. "Last call !!!!!" said One Eye. Tina quickly finished her drink and got 2 beers for us. We both drank them quickly and she kept giggling and smiling at me."Are you getting tired. I know a great place would could have a few more drinks if you like." said Tina "No, diffidently no tired. I don't have any charters tomorrow. So where are we going?" I said. She smiled and paid for our drinks. She picked up her black leather purse off the bar. I waved to One Eye and followed Tina out the bar. She had.