"He responded that it was not touching but dancing and thus was within her desires. I noted he did not say rules but used the word desires. She in an ...nsure voice said she guessed it was ok then. So Mr. Ugly danced a slow dance with her.It was some sight. This ill-dressed ugly, short old guy with this very attractive, nude wife - MY wife! - joined together in dance.It was not long before he slid his hand down to her nearly naked ass while she was facing the room. I could see again thanks to the. "I don't believe you." I said pushing open the door to the hotel. Brad continued to smile as he handed me his cell phone just as we reached the elevator. "Scroll through that," he said smirking. I looked down at his phone where he had opened a picture ap. The picture was of some guy standing fully clothed staring at the camera. "This proves shit," I said to Brad starting to hand the phone back. "Just scroll the right," Brad replied.I swiped to the right and now the guy in the first picture was. So anyway, Mom has been asking me what I want as a graduation presentand I've been putting her off - it's not that I don't know what I want,I just haven't gotten up the courage to tell her.Well, I finally got up the courage to tell Mom what I wanted as agraduation present - breasts! She was really grossed out at first but Ifinally got her calmed down and explained to her that I didn't want toget rid of my, well, my "boy parts" but that I just wanted to add acouple of "girl parts" and I told her. He was really interested in what she had to say. She could tell the difference. Sure, guys know they’re supposed to appear fascinated. He’d also learned to do that for his business. But there is just so long you can take it without a flicker, a dart of the eyes, a movement of the mouth that gives you away. He hadn’t done any of that. His follow-up questions proved she had his attention. That was quite a bit for her to fit in before the other five girls finished wandering in. The last one.