At the Movies
At the MoviesYou met me in one of the private booths in back. The screen came on and rolled the movie I had selected. It was a story about a massage parlor, and when the housewife went in and was surprised to get a woman to serve her, I wrapped my arms around you and cupped your breasts, hefting them and letting my fingers define their contours. Your breathing got slow as you watched the housewife slowly strip, and I lifted the front of your skirt to run my hand down and up your leg, ending at...