Grant talked with the female bartender for awhile. Her name was Dorothy but everyone called her Dottie. She was about his age, pretty, sexy in a way, ...et showing signs of a troubled life. He told her a little about their open marriage saying his wife was out on a date. Dottie sympathized with him and said she understood being recently divorced from a gigolo.He asked her what time she got off work. She said ten and didn't mind him hitting on her. "Maybe we can get a sandwich and a cup of coffee. She would make sure he would never forget it.Bells was only two years younger and looked a lot like her brother, with the same short, dark brown hair except her’s was bound in a braid coiled up at the back of her neck and protected by her helmet and neck guard (long hair got pulled in a fight), the same round olive face, long nose and wide spaced eyes, although her’s were grey-green rather than leaf green.Her armor, like her brother’s, covered all her vital spots, worn as protection rather than. And special people.”“I’m flattered. But you do realise these are turning me on?” I said bluntly.“I… I thought they might. I was turned on when we were taking them.” She gave a shy smile, as if unused to talking about her sexuality.“I can tell,” I said. “I hope you don’t mind, but I think I need to do something about it.”Looking at Grace as I did so, I slowly pulled my skirt up to the very top of my thighs and spread my legs. This had the effect of allowing my skirt to rise up a final inch or. THIS IS GOING TO BE A BUMPY RIDE.I BRACE MYSELF, YOU CAN FEEL ME TIGHTEN AROUND YOUR THICK COCK AND YOU JUST WAIT, YOU WANT TO FEEL ME QUIVER AND SQUIRM AND BEAR DOWN ON YOU."PLEASE" I SOFTLY MOAN, YOU CAN HEAR THE GENUINE PLEA IN MY VOICE."YOU KNOW, I'M GETTING TOO OLD FOR THIS..BUT I DON'T CARE." YOU REMIND ME.WITH GREAT DIFFICULTY I REPLY, "I BELIEVE IT WAS GROUCHO MARX WHO SAID 'YOU'RE ONLY AS OLD AS THE WOMEN YOU FEEL.' " "WHICH MEANS I'M 16 AGAIN" YOUR COCK TWITCHES INSIDE ME AS YOU SAY.