I tried to ignore the sounds — the snores of those who had gone to sleep on the benches, with their cloaks as blankets if they had them, the heavy b...eathing and the loud or muted sounds of pleasure or pain from those who occupied benches but slept not, the drunken laughter and the sudden curses from the tables were cards or dice were played, the occasional shouts for more beer or wine — the pub catered to both tastes — and among all those sounds, I dimly heard the voice of the story-teller. I. “Well Tina, you better go get changed. The place looks good. You did a great job tidying up this morning. And don’t worry about your personal problem. Silvia and I will take care of you if things get out of hand.”Why is Silvia just standing there agreeing and even suggesting that this is ok? “Silvia, I don’t think this is a good idea… what if I can’t get to the ladies room and customers see… and they’ll see that it’s my bad time and that won’t be sexy.”“Nonsense Tina… boys don’t know the. Catching some early rays this year are ya?” I inquired. “I have been trying to catch some sun when I am working nights. I sit out in the backyard with Riley. He would let me know if someone was trying to look over the fence.” she jokes with a grin“You just wear your underwear and bra in your yard? I gasp“I guess you didn’t look hard enough” she says as she pulls her bra off her shoulder showing no tan lines. “I only wear my bikini bottoms or sometimes a thong. Tan lines don’t look good on an. ”“Good night, Lynn.”I took Erin’s hand off Blossoms tiny breast and kissed it before kissing Blossom’s and Lynn’s heads. I took a deep breath and slowly let it out to calm myself. I felt Lynn’s hand go to my penis and Blossom’s hand go to my balls. Then I fell into a deep sleep.I woke slowly. My senses reached out and began to take inventory of the physical touching around my body. To my left was a warm body with a hand on my erection. To my right was a small warm butt, and a hand was laying on.