I gave one to Patti, then dabbed the garlic butter with bread. Fantastic! We finished our Champagne.Another waitstaff delivered our entrees. Both were...prepared perfectly. We ate our meals and drank our wine. Carmen returned to ask if we would like dessert. We declined, she presented the bill, Patti presented her credit card. Carmen went to process the charge. Patti signed. We returned home.“This has been a full day. Not sure about you, but I am exhausted. The euphoria of getting into a new home. Mark's hands moved everywhere, leaving a trail of twitching nerve endings behind. His lips ravished her face and neck and breasts, making her flesh burn with lust.She was dismayed by the responses of her body. It was obvious now, that it wasn't merely her father, it was Mark too, probably everyone. She was a slut! She was a useless, weak- willed, rubber-legged female. She almost cried as she felt a bolt of fiery sexual excitement shoot into her belly from her stuffed cunt-box.Mark was moving. It felt so good thinking about how soon I would be wearing these actual items.As I turned to walk towards the the counter I caught a side glimpse of a older black man. I immediately noticed him staring at me. He had been watching me the entire time.His eye locked onto mines. I instantly figured he had been someone's prison daddy. Some older men in prison had a knack for spottingout the sissies. He probably picked up on my sissified energy. Regardless of the reason, he was directly on point. He. As she descended the stairs, I saw the wonderful yellow & black checked pleated skirt. (A short pleated skirt just makes me instantly hard). I couldn't take my eye's off her, next I saw a very tight white blouse, her breast were trying to burst out, her erect nipples pushing hard stood out,the top three buttons undone just topped it off nicely, with the beautiful high cleavage,Her long dark hair tied into pig tails. God, I could have just emptied my ball's by just watching her walk over.