It must have been around 11 in the night when she knocked on the door. She came in wearing a velvetty night dress. The buttons of the dress were sligh...ly open. She came in and quietly closed the door. She said “namit we must talk”, I nodded. She asked me how it all started. I told her everything, she looked a little suprised when I told how I saw her with my father but otherwise she did not say anything. She then asked me what I did when I saw her bathing, I told her I masturbated, she then. No, these feelings seem to come from the city itself.This is new, you think to yourself. The city has never felt at me before.As you ponder the situation before you, the feelings strengthen and coalesce into thoughts, words, and a voice. You are vaguely aware that you do not hear this voice in a conditional sense, but even so the city speaks to you in a voice of sweetness and warmth, but at the same time full of its sense of loss and longing."Dunsany," the city calls to you. "Henry Dunsany, my. I popped open a bottle of champagne and drank a couple of glasses. Right as I was putting down my 3rd glass I saw the door move. My heart sank and raced at the same time. I jumped up to greet him, told him not to say a word. We made eye contact for one second and I pushed him against a wall and kissed him passionately. A kiss I hadn't had in many years. My nails were digging in to his back and his hands were all over me. We couldn't stop. I turned him around and pushed him on the bed. I bent. I'm going parking with you at the end of the game!" "Well, let's finish the game," said Adam eagerly. For the rest of the frames, I exaggerated my dip and swung my hips more than usual, for Adam, but also for the other guys. I unbuttoned the top button of the bodice. Then when I bent over to get a ball or to write on the scorecard, Adam and the guys got a peek down my cleavage to my black lacy bra. I was very excited and damp as I teased Adam about the bulge I saw in his pants. The four guys in.