As I approached Sarah’s chair she reached out and stroked my thighs. She turned me around 360 degrees stroking my legs, bum and briefly brushing her...hand against my cock. ‘Very nice thank you, you can sit down now.’ I returned to my seat and Debbie put her hand on my thigh, stroking me as I’d stroked her. My cock ached to be released from my underpants but I had to settle for another gulp of wine. ‘Can I see your underwear now Debbie?’ Sarah casually asked sipping her drink. ‘I’m not wearing. The room is minimally furnished, post-modern, the walls adorned with enormous abstracts. Conversation and laughter electrify the air. There must be at least a hundred people present, Helen thinks as she scans the room looking for the type of women and men, the escorts she had seen at the party in Vegas.Perhaps Martin has got it wrong. Maybe tonight is just a social gathering, and Erika won't be seducing her after all. When Erika turns from them for a moment to speak to another guest, Helen. Rick blurted out, "God, what a dump!"Mike nodded in agreement with this assessment, saying, "Maybe it's just a personality quirk. The other Realms I've been to tend to be a reflection of the current Lord's attitudes. Either this guy is not married, or has just plain old given up on housekeeping." Then doing a quick passive scan, Mike added, "Don't look now, but we have company." He also tight beamed to Rick, 'Can you believe these idiots think they are hidden?'Rick sent back, while stepping. Jam said, “We truly appreciate your efforts.”An older man in a chef’s coat and hat came to us. “Your Graces are welcome. It is our pleasure to serve you.” He shook Jam’s hand vigorously. When I held mine out, he kissed it!He said to me, “Thank you for gracing my kitchen with your presence.” He then embraced me and kissed my cheeks.When we separated, Jam and I bowed. They all bowed back smiling. We left for the dining room. The King was smiling but said, “So much for discipline. Jar, you are a.