The Zebra Lounge was fairly large. The lounge had a safari-type theme with several big game trophy heads on the walls. The cute little waitresses were...dressed as jungle natives wearing a bikini top and a grass skirt. They were probably local college kids making some extra money that their daddies wouldn't send them. It added to the mystique.Miriam didn't care for the cigarette smoke but she also smell a more pungent aroma that she guessed was marijuana. She had been to enough concerts in her. " Can you live with that for the present?"How could I refuse. put like that" Sandy laughingly replied. Lesley went on. "This is the picture as I see it. Frank and Jill decided to set up in business on their own account. Instead of doing this openly and legally they have stolen machines, equipment and orders from Alpha Productions. I can only assume that Frank felt that he should have inherited the company, or a large part of it, on my Uncles death. His disappointment has led him to act. But I knew I only half achieved this, and I felt bad (as I always did) when Jill winced.“Sorry,” I said as I sat down next to Jill, for the first time smiling at the woman I loved but who had hurt me and made me doubt so much. “Why don’t you start, if that’s okay, and then we can take it from there, okay?”“Okay?” she smiled back, seeing less of the hard-faced inquisitor and more the man who loved her and with whom she’d raised three children.Still full of nerves, she locked her eyes onto mine. "The wanton desire of my own tone of voice clearly told her that I was again as excited as she was. Her fingers now clearly slipping inside that wondrous slit, the very place I had once come from so many years ago. She probed herself, fingering, teasing, and toying with her clit as she further spread herself, knowing full well as she did so that my face was now only inches away from her sex. As close as she was, I could smell the intoxicating aroma of her arousal, adding to my own. Her clit big.