.and I mutter an apology for being such a dunce....the waitress comes with our coffees...(at last)...and asks if we wanted anything else...and he says....."yeah...your carrot cake looks good"...looks at me...and I shake my head...he places his hand on my back and says..."we will share"...His hand remains there...and then he rubs my back and says that I am tense...All I can think of is..."oh fuckety fuck fuck fuck!!!" as I could feel stirrings deep down...and I took my hand off his and sat on. Again Jan had set the rules of engagement and as he entered the front room I asked him to sit and relax as Jan was still getting ready for us and that she would tell us what was on offer this evening. She wore the same black silk wrap around dressing gown but this time had a basque and stockings as well as a small pair of black silky knickers. She spread a large quilt on the floor and told us to undress and lay down on our backs. We didn’t argue. She was unusually assertive, Jan is normally. After a coupleminutes I felt Clarence stiffen and groan I knew he had spewed his comein me. When I felt him soften I stood and got off then the door openedand Penny handed me a pair of underwear and pants for Clarence so Icould help him dress. As I helped him Clarance kept telling me howpretty I was and kept telling me how much he liked what I did. When Ifinished Jerry told Clarence to go watch TV and after he left Jerry toldme I was Clearances first piece of ass and lie down so he could. She'd been working as a cocktail waitress, fucking the owner whenever he got drunk enough not to be threatened by her size. The photographer had come in for a few drinks with some friends."Honey," he had smiled. "What the hell are you doing waiting tables in this burg?"Charley smiled at him. Shit! She had heard that line before.Roberts had been different, though. He didn't make an immediate proposition to her."I mean," he explained, "there's only one place in this country where they appreciate.