The ride was pleasant and Laura explained we were going to visit Rachel and Steve. She explained Rachel had confessed she would like a MMF encounter a...d Steve had laughed and said "OK". Well, today was going to be the day it really happened. "Am I the other half of the MMF scenario "? I asked. "If you want to be", Laura said. "Am I to be "top" or "bottom ?" I asked. "Rachel really wants to see Steve fucked by another man. " Laura said. I thought, well it has been a fantasy of mine also.. I thought some shirts, a tie or two, and footwear." Might I suggest, sir. With that suit, a blue shirt picking up the pinstripe would be most fashionable." Yes. I guess I could see that."Charlie came back, the leg lengths were marked, he went to resume his clothes. "Can they be done quickly?" I'll check." He picked up a phone. "They aren't busy, sir. How about after lunch?" Two?" Perfect, sir. The name?" Charles Grant. Do you want payment now?" No, sir. When you pick up the garments."Charlie. She was not allowed to look at such things, but hernatural male tendencies you know. She picked up the book spinning itthis way and that as she flipped through the pages. 1 min., 2 min, 5minutes went by. She was now in the back of the magazine looking atsomething. What was it? A pretty girl? Some outfit? A piece of art onthe colored pages? The camera couldn't see. She put the magazine backand began to walk out. She then stopped as if thinking the better ofsomething, as this might be her last. ” Henry ordered, saying more in that short sentence than he had said in days. His voice showed it too, being rough and raw, rasping like the rusty hinges on an old barn door.The waitress did a double-take, eyeing him thoughtfully. In her mind, she was seeing an old trapper like in the western she and her husband had watched the night before. She enjoyed making up stories about her customers, this one was on the run from the law, that couple was stepping out on their respective spouses and the.