I took her fingers, which were balled into a tight fist, and gently pried them back open, using both of my hands. I then carefully placed her hand rig...t on my swollen dick. I was wearing my church dress pants, much thinner than jeans. I had worn them so that Clara would have an easier time with playing with my dick. I saw no reason not to try to get Denise to touch it as well. She let her hand stay right on my cock for about five seconds, even squeezing it once, before she removed it. I was. The Queen was after me to get a dinner companion, to balance the table, as she put it. Even offered to help. I think I’ve found my date. Do you think we could get her a suitable dress on short notice?”He rose to his full height of five foot four inches, a haughty look on his face. “Sir, you greatly underestimate the skills of my trade, and the English in general. She’ll be suitably frocked before your fitting is done.”“Excellent, sir, just excellent. I stand impressed with your skills.”He. " Damn! It's a little cold for skinny dipping, though." That just means there shouldn't be anyone in the parking area. Voila!"True to her prediction, the four parking spaces at the eastern edge of the lake were empty. The gravel crunched beneath the tires as the car rolled to a stop against a log. We listened to the tick-tick-ticking of the engine cooling. Then all was quiet. There was only moonlight and I found it hard to believe we were still technically in the middle of the city. The. I motioned my pilots to get in and turned and asked the driver if I could drop him someplace as I climbed behind the wheel."Yes Sir. You can drop me back at the motor pool, if you don't mind. It's right around the hanger where I came from."I told him to climb in and headed back the way he had come. When we came around the corner, I mentally marked where I was in relation to the Whisper, so I could come back to wait on the Director's plane to arrive. I dropped the driver at the motor pool and.