“Have lunch with me?” She asked.He smiled. And agreed. They eat in the restaurant, but at a table by themselves. They did some catching up. Sheil... was well, and had asked to be remembered to her. Sukky told him of her Christmas schedule, without going into detail. He knew all about the party clause in the contract, and knew that Joe didn’t. He didn’t press for details, for which she was glad.“Good idea about the cricket, he’ll love that, I know I would.” He said reassuringly.Sukky spent the. While Amy was slowly washing herself, Stacy lowered the toilet lid and sat down to have a conversation with her. The shower door was wide open, so she could see Amy's reactions when she asked her questions."Tell me Amy, have you ever been truly in love before?" Stacy asked.Amy nodded while she tried to wash the night's activities off her body. She loaded her hands with shampoo and began furiously scrubbing her hair."Tell me about your one true love."Amy rinsed her hair while she spoke, "Her. I thought the idea was hot and I readily agreed. Boy, I am sure we didn't understand at that moment what we were getting ourselves into.Together we planned the evening carefully. We made reservations to go out to very nice restaurant for an expensive dinner and liberal amounts of adult beverages. Naturally, we both dressed as sexy as we could. Stan wore slacks without underwear so that his seven-inch cock would swing freely in his pants. Also he selected a nice sports-shirt that allowed his. VIP plus female plus unreasonable demands added up to a diva, and they're my favorite kind.As I worked my way through the stream of passengers like a salmon going up river to spawn (an apt metaphor, considering later events), I heard someone complaining loudly."I said I wanted a man. Are you a man? I don't think so. What difference does it make why? I have a bad history with you female attendants, OK? Now get somebody with a crotch rocket up here! Now!"I recognized the voice as I was stepping.