The manager looked disappointed to be greeting a boy but was polite. When he learned that I knew what I was talking about he started to cheer up. I bo...ght some extra equipment and it would be delivered in the next week.Another bus took me to Queen's Park, the seat of the Ontario government. Part of the University of Toronto and their research facility called Connaught Labs was close, too. I would love to go in but that was out of the question right now. The girls had arrived earlier and were. ’ Slowly he stood up I couldn’t help but watch as he walk toward the door ‘damn he had a fine ass.’ With a sigh I went back to work but I couldn’t stop thinking about him. Just imagining those eyes looking down at me as his hand move on my body.. ‘Stop that.’ I chastised myself. Here I am having day dreams about some strange man. Yeah sure he threw the drunk out, but still that was no reason to act like a school girl. I was 35 not a child who blushed when I man looked at her in that way. About. It told me to get dressed and to wait for him. I stripped naked and but on the crotch-less pantyhose, Then the short little black dress and then the 7” (cum slut) high heels with the little locks on them so once you snapped the locks shut you needed a key to get them open and off. Of course there wasn't a key there. Next I opened the bag marked make up. I went into the bathroom and started applying it. There were a few tubes of lipstick & a tube of lip gloss rubber banded together with a note. "Loser....sucks the winner's DICK."It was like a smack to the face; out of nowhere. I knew I held NOTHING in my hand; my quite-tipsy ass had been bluffing like mad, just having fun with the man while enjoying the experience of hanging out with him. But suddenly, I found myself struck with a devious, devilish urge that I just couldn't stop myself from answering, in hopes that he just might hold SOMETHING in that hand and decide to "make" me to stick to the bet. Not like it would take much.