.. I went to the phone store to see if it was covered by the insurance policy. Walking in there were two gentlemen working that day, one white and one...good looking black man. I'm sure it's because of my redish hair, but the black gentleman came right to me and asked to help me. He was very nice and very good looking, but I was there for a phone fix. He grabed my phone started looking at it, brefore long he said to me that it had been under water. I explained what happened and he laughed and. Once they saw the ‘decorative fixtures’, their minds were changed and most beat a hasty retreat. But some were more curious, and stayed for a drink at least. Some caught on right away, and decided that those private booths with curtains were a nice idea. We also had quite a few invited guests for that first night. As hard as it was to acquire a mailing list, I had managed to contact every member of all the local BDSM and D/s groups (within about 100 miles, anyway), folks with an avowed interest. That devilish grin was on his lips, that mischievous look in his eyes. In my dream, I was wearing a knee-length skirt. Dallas did not ask for permission to lift it. He just did as he pleased. I didn’t stop him, but I could have sworn I felt my cheeks flushing. I looked about the classroom, wondering if anyone noticed him there. He peeled my lace panties back, then pressed his lips against my clit to lay a kiss there. I clenched the pencil in my hand, fighting back any sounds. Everything felt so. He sighed, “Portland? Isn’t that like a thirty-hour drive? One way?”Janie was speaking fast. “Yea, probably, but I didn’t know who else to ask. My friend, Julie, you’ve heard me talk about her, well Julie was in a bad accident. Totaled out her car, so I really need to get out there.”And as if she had read his mind, “I wanted to fly, but Mom won’t let Dad give me the money. She’s such a bitch. She knows how close Julie and I are.”Jason stood up from his bed and looked around to find a shirt. He.