Linda held up the card, then began to read into the microphone.“Alexis, you have only been a part of my life for a short time, but I am hoping with ...ne simple word you can change that forever. You are the most beautiful, caring, and loving woman I have ever met. I have lost several people in my life that meant the world to me. I don’t intend to lose another. Alexis Clarke, will you do me the honor of being my wife. Will you marry me?” Linda finished.The entire room erupted in screams, men. .. be... God... damned!" Garbage Lady said, swinging around on the stool to face her."I'm sorry if I said something wrong," Jan said. "I just thought... well, maybe we ought to do something to get the party going," she shrugged. "I'll go ask somebody else." Wait a minute, Jan," Garage Lady said, taking Jan by the arm as the girl started to turn away. "You didn't say anything wrong,"There was a general air of relief among the assembled fuckers."I thought I did." You didn't," Garbage Lady said.. "Oh, is Ken feeling neglected?" She said it in a mocking baby voice, his hands clamping on her shoulders to keep her facing forward. He wasn't going to let her see he was serious. This was important to her, and he wasn't going to be a needy bitch about it. But she needed to stop. This was the longest they'd spoken in days, and he was latching onto the distraction.*Sarah tried to ignore the feeling of his hands on her neck. He knew she liked it. She'd always been eager for a massage: back rub,. His cock was so hard by then, his fingers feeling the wetness between her legs, and he slowly slid one finger inside her, rubbing her clit with his thumb. She could hardly keep still; there were people all around them, but too engrossed to see what was happening. He slid another finger inside her, they slid in and out so easily. He began to move them faster, she was taking short sharp breaths, the feelings so unbelievable, as he found the G-spot she never before knew existed. She felt herself.