He hooked up the cables and looked over at his friend. “Did you tell her the price?” he asked the blonde. His hand was once again on my ass and th...s time it stayed there and squeezed. The blonde stammered a little and looked embarrassed. “You didn’t think this was free did you girlie?” he grinned. “Well, I, er … I thought maybe,” I stuttered. My brain was racing. I didn’t have a problem with sucking or even fucking them but they might if they knew about the cock in my panties. “Why don’t you. The trendy bar was full of 30-somethings and younger, and I knew he was my age. We were the only men in the place with graying hair. I walked over and he immediately stood and shook my hand. David quickly explained why the big smile. “I’m so glad you came, you wouldn’t believe how many men I talk to don’t show and when I return home I get some lame excuse.” I knew exactly what he was talking about having been on the receiving end of it myself and told him so. We sat and he motioned the waitress. "Doesn't duct tape hurt?" It hurts like a motherfucker if you put it directly on the skin of your wee wee. That's why I put a pair panties on first, then tape over the panties." "I see..."James winked at him, then smiled around the straw of his soda."Where are we going shopping?" "I don't know. A dress shop I know that will let us try things on, probably. Raven's Lingerie Shop. Probably the MAC store." The MAC store? What's that?" Make-up, honey! Best stuff out there! We'll get you a color. People like her, made desperate and rootless during the Troubles, were cheap. "But what did she know and whom had she told?"=)0(=Bobby's morning had started off so well. He had held his weekly staff meeting at his palatial Norfolk home. He had sat at the head of the table as each of his carefully selected team briefed him on their part of the plan to get him elected as one of Virginia's Senators in the coming Special Election. Every part of his plan had gone like clockwork to this point. The.