"Maybe you should give us your number so that we can call you and findout?" Of course. "All four of the young men take down my number."I should be get...ing back, thanks for the drinks"I get up to leave and Harry stands up, and before I turn to go he givesme a kiss right on the lips. Dave calls me to his side of the table andbefore I am allowed to go he insists that I give them all a kiss, eachdeeper than the last, Dave being last. Whilst kissing me he brazenlybrushes my blouse aside and caresses. That stirred and enticed me. She appeared to be bold in her talks. She freely and frankly talked about films, heroes, heroines, models, etc. She also started talking with intent about the provocative dresses of actresses, adult films, TV programmes in which young actresses expose generously, etc. I liked such talks by her. Her talks made me hot more and more. That created some sort of lava within me.Meena started coming to my room very frequently with one pretext or the other. So for that. Cum." Yeah, T's a big cummer." You mean, he does that all the time? I thought it was, because of the time in.. in prison."Kris laughed. "Nah, you think he didn't jerk off the whole time? Shit, that man was jerkin' is dick two, three times a day. And he cums like that every fuckin' time. Bitches love it."I shuddered, thinking about T's capacity, and about how much I'd enjoyed it, too. I must've blushed or something. Kris noticed. "You liked it too, huh?" I didn't answer, pretending to be busy. Susan snorted."What is in all these boxes?" Phil asked. His eyes fell to the opening in my shirt and the pale swell of my breasts. My short nature often allowed men to see down my blouse. It wasn't accidental."They hold my paintings," I said.Susan and Phil looked around them with a start."How many do you have?" Susan asked."More than I should," I admitted. I touched Phil on the arm and if I didn't have him before, I knew I had him now by the warm flush on his face. "Thank you for your strength.