She felt the table start to move as he pushed it. He pushed the table out of his office through a back door, and down an unused hall, to an exit. He o...ened the door and pushed the table into a garage, where his van was sitting with the back doors open. He wheeled the table up a small ramp, into the van, and up to a set of brackets. He connected the table to the brackets, and it was held securely in place. He hooked a small plug between the table and the van's wall, and turned a switch on.She. Now? Now I am falling for a girl who insists I call her ‘Miss’. A girl who has awoken something within that I find frightening, confusing, and yet so exhilarating that I fear I have become addicted to the need that she feeds. A hunger that grows each time I hear her voice or see her or even think of her. A fire within that I am quickly losing control of.Two weeks ago she paraded me through a public park in just a robe and a thong, tied me to a bar and teased me until I was begging her to. Her eyes widened as she watched Tina move to her knees behind her, realizing that Tina was going to fuck her.Tina saw Jennifer looking back at her. She smacked Jennifer on the back of her head hard. "Did I say you could stop sucking on his cock slut? No, now I wanna hear you choke on it. Paul make her choke on your dick," Tina yelled, looking at Paul sternly. The smack on the back of her head took Jennifer by surprise, but she looked back at Paul's dick and engulfed the head of it. She was also. Jack and Carly were definitely up for this but they lived just a block from Joe's and had walked. Casablanca was over a mile down the island. They asked if they could ride down with me.I told them, "Not only can you ride down with me, but I will even take you home later, that is, if you can forget how many Scotch and Sodas I've had."At Casablanca we had a couple more drinks and played a few games of darts. It was after ten on a Monday night and you could have shot a gun through the place.