”“He’s totally a peckerhead,” Jill said. “Wait until you see him. He thinks he’s Col. Parker or something.”I saw smiles around the room ...nd decided I shouldn’t ask who Col. Parker might be. I could look him up later. Liz apparently noticed my blank look, though.“Col. Parker was Elvis Presley’s manager,” she said. “He dressed sort of like Mr. Moneybags on the Monopoly game. That’s Michael McHenry.”“Oh, and he hates to be called Mike,” Stephanie added. “I would imagine his silk drawers developed. I looked up to see a devilish smile, which got closer and closer to my face before going to my ear. In a whisper mixed with distant sound of music that my parents were playing, she said to me “ if this dinner party gets boring, I’m going to leave it up to you and your growing friend to entertain me” and with that, she put her hand over my hardening dick, smiled and went to greet my parents and other guests.I went out for a cigarette with the excuse that I had forgotten something at one of my. Maybe it was because Shelley wanted Rick to like her and she wanted to try for him, too.He offered her his arm and the two walked down the hallway. Some of the conferees had slipped out before the closing sessions and some were checking out as Rick and Shelley made their way through the lobby.Shelley felt as if everyone was watching them. Most everyone was dressed casually and there she was, looking like she was going to the prom. She smiled self-consciously and tried her best not to obsess. ” He gestured towards each place. “Do any of those fit your fantasy?”Paris said, “You drive a modified Tesla, right?”“I do.”“Uhmmmm, I’d like to make love in your car. In all my growing up all I ever did in a car was make out. I know my friends were having their brains fucked away in their boyfriends’ cars, but I never had the experience. Just this once, I was hoping you might humor me ... and yes, I understand it may not be the most comfortable place.”Dave laughed and stood. He took her hand.