He turned me down and as much as admitted it. It’s only a matter of time.”“Tom and Anne didn’t come either,” Susan added. “It’s unlike t...em, and neither Tom nor John were at the Griffin last night. I think I’ll phone Tom.”She took out her mobile.“Anne, it’s Susan, we’re at the party, and Carol was expecting John and both of you. Problem?”...“Oh. So John got the invite?”...“How long?”...“OK, thanks Anne. Bye.”“There’s been some kind of panic at John’s company. John has to go to Holland to sort. B, are you a.b , don't make trouble or Im gonna fuck you up", I answered in the negative that I was not a.b (Aryan brotherhood, Astoria/L.I.C was a large skinhead enclave in my youth) and that I would indeed not make any trouble. So he opened a set of large doors that led into a darker but larger room with loud music playing and a strange yet attractive odor. So as walked in my nervousness had gotten worse and my mouth had become bone dry and my trembling had intensified. I walked. Bill smiled. She put her head on his shoulder and planted little kisses on his neck. The spotlight hit Carol again and I could see her nipples pert and erect. Bill slipped his hands down to Carol's ass and began stroking it. She stepped in and began to wiggle her hips against his erect cock. When the dance ended Bill's erection was obvious. She came back to me and said, "That was fun."As the night wore on Carol danced with several men. The result was the same time, futile erections. I was. I told the parts man that I had called about the coolant recovery tank and he got it for us. Melinda bought the recovery tank. On the way home, I was wishing that the store had been farther away from our homes, I was really enjoying the in car scenery. When we got back to our homes, Melinda offered to help me fix her car. I gladly accepted her offer.I grabbed a hose clamp pliers out of one of my tool boxes and gave it to Melinda, while I grabbed a small socket set. I unbolted the old tank.