‘Mister Rupert, what sort of things do you like to do in your free time?’ ‘Well, I like to read of course. I also write. I mean, not stuff for w...rk. Just personal stuff. Poems, short stories and the like. Someday, I hope to write a novel. I just have to find the right story. That’s the hard part.’ Eric trailed off laughing, but stopped when the blonde failed to find any interest in his answer. ‘Mister Rupert, what sort of …umm…social things do you do? You know, things that two people can do?. Each step became agony, the voices and conversations around me droning on into dull, white noise. Thank god Kent was engaged with our tour guide, discussing the mundane growing details as I blushed, wondering if the purple ball inside of me would cause me to cum right here in front of everyone. Maybe then my boyfriend would notice. It was a constant, churning pressure, right against my most sensitive areas, traveling and tracing perfectly inside of me so that I had to clamp down. I stood there. I thought that sounded delicious...A half a drink later and a little flushed, I excused myself to go to theladies room - it was in the basement of the restaurant. And as I wasfreshening my lipstick after washing my hands, I heard someone tryingthe locked door - not uncommon in a restaurant with only two bathrooms,both single use. But as I opened the door to leave, there he was, and ofcourse there wasn't any question but that he was coming in.He pushed me against the wall and we started making. I'll have my pager with me as will Judy." Now all I need is a charge card." Ah that reminds me," said Alice, "I'll be back in a minute."When Alice returned she handed Sarah two envelopes. "This came for you on Monday or Tuesday and I completely forgot about them."Sarah opened the envelopes. One contained a new debit card. The other held the password for the card. "Well that was good timing. After we are done here, I'll activate it then access my accounts as I haven't checked them in a while.".