Thomas shrugged and began gathering his few belongings. He was just happy to avoid the long slog home and wasn't interested in questioning their good ...ortune."Maybe it's rigged so that we have an unfortunate accident on the way home," suggested Adam, still suspicious of Ben's motives."There's only one way to find out," replied Thomas, "door open."The door of the A3000 swung open and Thomas climbed aboard. Adam hesitated a few moments, but then followed suit. Thomas ordered the doors to close. Not us." she reaffirmed.I couldn't believe my ears. My wife was putting me on the spot again. She was pushing me towards going back to his apartment to extend this completely ridiculous invitation.Meekly, I stood up and turned to David."David, will you come with?" I asked him."Well, uh, I-I'd rather not." he quivered."Oh, will you just go already Richard?" Julie snapped, impatiently.Defeatedly, I turned and began walking towards the entry door by myself. I felt even more uncomfortable than I. Lisa’s hands dropped from Paul’s head as she shifted closer to him. Reaching around, she began to unbutton his shirt. ‘Your will is not important. Your choice is not important. Only pleasure is important.’ ‘…pleasure…’ Paul repeated back dully. The shirt came away from his chest and Lisa ran her hands down it, slowly, teasingly. ‘Feel my hands on you, Paul, feel the pleasure. You want to feel the pleasure, don’t you? The pleasure is good, and comes from obeying. Obey for pleasure, Paul, drop. He stroked up my smooth bare legs kissing and tasting my ankles, my calves, reaching with his hands up towards my wet pussy. I had worn no underwear after my bath when dressing for the casino. I had used the depilatory the day before we left for the cruise so my pussy lips were baby smooth as well. He moaned softly when his fingers made contact with my moist hairless lips, and he pulled my hips to the bottom of the lawn chair as he kneeled on the patio in front of me. Here I was, in the.