With the help of a few volunteers they got it done quickly. While they did that, I went and spoke to Josh.Josh was with the rest of the escaped slaves...from the palace. Incredibly there were almost four dozen of them. Almost all of them were outworlders of various ethnic backgrounds, although they were all Caucasians. Not one of them was African or Asian. There were both men and women in the group and a couple of children as well. They all looked exhausted and dazed by the night's events."Josh,". Dress slacks, a nice blouse. It was warm, even hot in Chicago, so RuthAnn had eschewed a jacket. As she got on the bus, she noticed an older man looking at her. All the seats were taken so she had to grab a pole and stand while she took the advertised twenty-minute trip to her seminar. As the bus pull away, RuthAnn noticed that the older guy was still looking at her. Puzzled she looked away. Although she wasn't a girl anymore, the years had been good to her. She was still slim and her legs were. She smelt amazing! Just a hint of BO mixed with ass smell and sweaty pussy stink. I kept sniffing for a bit until I had to look around. Now I had a few things working in my favor that day, first it was busy in there, meaning a longer wait, secondly, I had just came from cruising the park and had played around with a few guys, making me super horny, but not cumming. Third and final thing, because I had been out cruising, I was only wearing my running shorts which I had ripped the netting out of. ’ ‘What goes on at this party?’ Charles asked. ‘I’ve never been to one.’ ‘It’s low-pressure,’ Warren said. ‘Of course there are hook-ups, but it isn’t out in the open, there are private rooms. There’s also an open room for people who want to use it, but it’s off to the side, you don’t have to see what’s going on in there. Not everyone goes there for sex, some just go to dance and drink. We go every other week just to have a night out to ourselves.’ ‘We won’t abandon you when we get there, but.