What if you were caught in a crowd that compressed itself until you were wedged in tight, unable to move, and then you felt the man behind you, rubbing his growing erection against your sensitive buttocks. And if that wasn’t enough, the beautiful young woman in front of you deftly slips her warm hand underneath your skirt and caresses your aching mound.
Kara came to New York City on a short, unscheduled vacation, hopefully leaving the stress of being a struggling script writer in Los Angles behind. What if she met a couple of strangers there, maybe in a crowd, or maybe walking down 5th Avenue? What if they went back to her hotel, and she made love to them? Would it make her feel that she was finally pretty enough? And would she be safe, In The Company of Familiar Strangers?