It's not the first time he has had his fingers inside of me. He felt me up when Josh brought me here for my first pair of very high heels. But I'm not...nearly as uptight now as I was the first time I came here. And this time it's my idea. I'm the one who got things started today. His touch turned out to be just what I needed.Almost as soon as his fingers entered me I cried out, "God yes!!" And then I came like crazy.We both stopped moving. I slowly opened my eyes, smiled and said, "Thank you. I. Everyone I ever visited smelled like cigarette smoke. Stale cigarette smoke. Cigarette smoke that was literally permeated into the walls, ceilings, and floors. Another smell was, at first, harder for me to figure out what made it; but I soon understood that it emanated from lots of other men's sperm!The preview booths were always dark. The stalls typically painted black. There was never much light (except for the TV monitor on the wall in front of you). But, as my eyes grew accustomed to the. She frowned momentarily at this strange behavior, but then her thoughts were jerked back to the film as the sound-track began to play the opening theme... The scene Joan viewed on the screen before her was of an idyllic country setting. Unlike the meadow of Farmer Treakle's pasture, however, this glade was more sheltered with tall clumps of trees and thick, lush bushes, and the ground was covered with spongy dark green moss. Joan could hear the faint trickling of a babbling brook running. Sunday, Roger once again went to church with June and her family. Afterward, June went with Roger to his apartment and spent the afternoon helping to pack clothes for his trip to his boss’s house party in Virginia. At 4:30, a limousine pulled up, and Roger kissed June good-bye and left.June walked back into the apartment, straightened up her desk and the bedroom. She wondered if she should call Alice before she left Roger’s and tell her about his being away for the next three days. She decided.