He let go of my hand which was holding his cock & with his free hand began to caress my other breast very firmly & urgently. He then shifted his hands...& his position too somewhat & one hand was again on my thigh & squeezing hard & trying to make me part them a bit.He managed to get a hand between my legs & pressed a finger in between. He then slipped his hand under my loose kammeez & onto my stomach & then up onto my breasts. He managed to now get one breast out of the bra cup & was fondling it. .?You hang the dresses up and lay your lounging items on the bed and open thesecond case. Its contains everything else, underwear (taking a pair ofpurple bikini cut knickers and putting them on the bed), make up, hair withinflatable stand, jewellery, perfume etc. You put it all carefully away,inflate the stand, brush your hair and set it aside.With unpacking complete, you take off your travelling clothes, stepping outof your French knickers and camisole that are so comfy for travelling,getting. Curiosity stirred within me as I stood, trembling, in the doorway of her quarters. From where I stood transfixed I could pick out a faint, almost melodic hum being emitted from a frosted glass tube that orbited the ceiling and bathed the room in cold white light, illuminating the interior. Like her, it was a hybrid of organic and machine – the absurdly normal meshing with the fantastical. I concentrated on what was familiar as I tried to get my bearings and overcome the vertigo of strangeness. "Steve, Clarrie's going to a party with that group again at the same clubhouse as before. Can you stop her going? Please try. She might not get through it next time and I don't think she has enough will power to resist if they offer her drugs again." The pair had been together almost as a couple since Clarrie's previous escapade."The cunning bitch. She took the bus to the shopping centre and said she wanted a new pair of jeans. I even gave her the money for them from her allowance. Cheating.