”“And that is why we have gotten involved,” Graves agrees. “More because of Roger then anything else.”“Speaking of Roger, we need to repor... in,” Spencer says, dropping the hint of demand to his voice.Graves looks apologetic a moment later. “I’m sorry to have to tell you at a time like this, but Roger was murdered.”‘When?” Spencer spits out before Samantha can say anything.“Yesterday,” Graves informs. “Doug Wiltkins is currently in a coma, but expected to pull through.”Samantha tries to hold. “I’ve never seen a woman with another woman up her skirt.” Dorothy let the straw slip from her lips in panic. “Oh, that struck a chord with you, did it?” she said. “Apparently it was a common thing they did, “ I spluttered. “Had to get their kicks somehow.” “So what do you think they were actually doing?” Dorothy asked. I couldn’t tell if she was winding me up, flirting or really didn’t know. “ Sounds to me,” I said in my role as experienced, broad-minded younger man, “like Essie - is it. " Namyllis turned to Adam. "Just what are these'boobies' you're talking about, Admwarnr?"Adam stared at the older old man. "How can someone as ancient as younot know what boobies are?" He stifled a giggle. "How about tits?" Theold men shook their heads. "Or knockers?" The result was the same. "Ormaybe gazongas?" Knockers? Gazongas?" repeated Namyllis slowly. "You have a odd way ofexpressing yourself, Admwarnr." That must be because he's from so far into the future, Master." Probably," replied. This teasing went on for what seemed like hours.I am not going to lie, this was the most erotic experience of my life. I was lying on my bed, blindfolded, and my hands tied behind my back with an unknown woman teasing me sexually until I was ready to explode. The unknown woman then whispered to me “I am going to untie your hands now, please do not take your blindfold off until I tell you okay?” I agreed and I felt my hands being untied. Then I felt her hand take my hand and place it at her.