We were going down the pub to meet some mutual friends and have a meal, so Jackie and I went to shower and change leaving Tim watching the box. After ...e'd showered I held Jackie in my arms and groped her gorgeous bum and said wouldn't it be brilliant if she didn't wear any underwear tonight. She pretended to be shocked at the very idea - but the alcohol we'd consumed earlier was having the desired effect! We arrived at the pub at the same time as our friends and grabbed a table. Jackie. “I bet one of them did that.”I froze, squirming. I thought Merita was a fairy when I first met her. That she had taken me inside her silver egg as part of her mischief. That sounds like a great story to tell, Merita said, her voice slightly more involved. Not so depressed. Tell them that.“Yes.” I swallowed. “Last night, I went for a walk in the fog.”Tabitha nodded her head in support.“And while I was walking, a shooting star fell. It burned so bright and so hot, so I went to find it.” That. “Are we in for a table dance?” I looked at Saima. She smiled back coyly. “As you wish!” this was the reply not by me but Saima! I was totally surprised at her answer as I was not expecting her to say this. I also nodded and looked at Saima, our eyes met and we both smiled back. John selected a stripper and signaled her to come. She came to our table after her pole dance. She was topless.“Hi, there hotty! Would you care to give us a table dance and entertain us? Especially our friends here!”. An elevator love story We'd just had a wonderful dinner at an intimate restaurant. Feeling sated and frisky, we walked arm in arm to the parking garage several blocks away. The meal had been deliciously sensuous since we ate with our hands. Feeding each other succulent fruits and fragrant meats; our fingers slowly pulling out of our partner's mouths as they ate with voracious appetites. With Spring in full swing, the air was incensed with flowers and fresh-cut grass. Pausing in a dark.