I'll show you the way," Tera said, aware of Marion'sindecision. "And I'll even do it for free." Taking a quick puff from herCapri 120, she stubbed out...the cigarette, stood up and clasped Marion's hand."Let's go and get this over with, Mr. Scaredy Pants."***Tera led as she and Marion made their way through the hotel complex, passingby the restaurant, a number of private meeting rooms, and a gym filled withexercise equipment and lots of hot, sweaty women working out. Before long,the pair entered. Sorry I have to go someone is on the other line.” With a simple click he was gone. I went to the following week's drama lecture, but still saw no sign of Scarlett. After a quick survey of the room convinced me she was not there, I took my usual seat in the back row and listened to my favorite band while I waited for the professor to come.I ended up listening to four of they're best songs. By then the professor had arrived, wiping the sweat from his brow as he took roll. He was a small, mournful. " Now you're talking. Just remember ... no windows!" she laughed."The way we'll have the van bouncing around, there won't be any doubt about what we're up to."Our conversation went on for another few minutes while trading naughty scenarios for our trysts. It was fun for me. It was fun for me because it was fun for Diane. She enjoyed sex, but she absolutely loved our being together and pleasing each other. I had told her in the beginning that my definition of great sex was tied up in the ability. "I learned last night that the extra sexual sensitivity is especially good, when it includes love. There certainly seems to be enough of that in this house." As she was talking, Sally walked up behind and put her arms around her, sliding a hand up to cup a tit, while the other caressed her stomach.Nancy said, "I wouldn't start that now, as dinner will be ready shortly." Start what? I was just hugging her," said Sally. "So she could feel the love, instead of just sense it." Yes. But you don't.