'Were you dressed like that?''Yup.''Oh GOD, what happened?''Um, I er, pretended to be my sister.''Tell me all and don't leave anything out.'I told She...la what happened in full and explicit detail. I was not veryhappy to tell her, but I had no choice.Sheila hooted with laughter.'So you've now got a date with Wondering Hands, have you?' she askedtrying to control her mirth.'Wondering Hands?'That's what all the girls in the flats call him. Given the chance, heis all over you like a rash.''Did you. .. So now we watch as she repositions her arms on the walking sticks to free up her hands, then leans awkwardly forward, her smile even bigger as she anticipates the moment, and claps her hands together infront of the camera... And then we’re looking at our guest sitting on a two-seater couch in the waiting room/meals area of the factory, completely naked. Her body is pale, the legs a little skinny and bent, her waist very narrow, big ribcage, a nice round pair of boobs infront almost obscured. Even at the hot tub party, when we’d fondled each other a bit, we’d never kissed. Not like this. As I returned the kiss, my hand, seemingly of its own volition, moved up her side until I was cupping her breast, my thumb and palm gently squeezing it as my fingers curled back toward her ribs. It felt nice, full and soft, but mostly I was focused on the kiss because it was something so utterly new and intimate between Marci and me, even though we’d known each other for a long time and were very. I left at three and went to get some groceries for dinner and arrived home about 3:40 and started dinner. Rick arrived about a half hour later not yet cleaned up and carrying a large bottle of wine. He asked if I would mind if he used my shower since he was running late. I of course said he could. My apartment had two full bathrooms, but the one that would normally be for guests had a broken toilet, so I showed him through my bedroom to the master bath. Rick emerged from my bedroom about.