..I gotta have my popcorn...the previews had already started. The theater has stadium style seating and when we walked in, most of the people were sit...ing in the middle rows. I like to sit in the in the back row at the end seat, so I was kind of disappointed. My husband took my hand and said to follow him. My father in law, Husbands Cousin. my Son followed us. He led us up the steps to the top row by the wall. I didn't really want to sit with my Perverted father in law, up there, but husband. Shit! Had they practiced for this? I didn't deserve it. We were trailed by the people who had greeted me at the front door. The only thing missing was the school band.Quit feeling sorry for yourself! The Stick ordered sternly as I tried passive resistance.Now you show up! I thought. A bit late, don'tcha think?What, and miss all the fun? my alter ego retorted. Mope and you mope alone. Now stand tall. I thought I'd taught you better years ago.So I held my head high -- not that the collar gave me. She kept her hand on mine, showing me exactly what she wanted done. Meanwhile, Cami took my other hand and guided it between Kim's legs. It was now Kim's turn to gasp with pleasure as Cami and I fingered her clit and pussy.Cami then wriggled out from under us and laid Kim onto her back. I then moved to one side of her and Cami was on the other. Cami leaned down and kissed Kim on the lips, a very long lingering kiss. I concentrated my efforts between Kim's legs and she thrust her hips up to meet. .Oh, you meant…..sorry!” He grinned and covered his mouth with his hand, as if hiding embarrassment at my hint that I had been waiting for him, “actually, I really did get lost!”Somehow, we both knew the score. It just happens like that sometimes. The conversation seemed to flow naturally between us as we enjoyed a few drinks and shared some of the limited and not-very-exciting food available from the Bar. I established that he was a computer programmer for a Bank in London; that his bike was.