The crowd at Detroit's annual erotic art show wasn't oppressively large. It was just heavy enough to be lost in if one wanted to choose that. We had been there long enough to take in most of the displays. In truth, anticipating our plan was a bigger turn...

You had more than your usual two drinks and let me know well before we left the bar that you were definitely in the mood to be naughty. It had started out very coyly with you rubbing that area just above your breasts while looking away. You wanted me to n...