It looked like Ana was dancing erotically with him…I noticed that he whispered something in her ear and Ana put her head back with a look of shock o... her face. But, then she just giggled and shook her head. I could see that he had his crotch rubbing up against her belly the whole time. I wondered if she could feel his huge black cock or not. When they came back to the table, Tyrone ordered another round.Then I excused myself to the bathroom. When I came back, I saw that there were now three. I had a tall, slender figure that was more athletic in appearance than sexy. I stand five foot, ten inches tall, with smallish, 34B cup breasts. My long legs and firm butt give me a model's appearance. I had a pretty, cute face with long blonde hair, large green eyes and an engaging smile. Yes, objectively speaking, I was pretty. Nonetheless, Cindy had the cute, petite 'cheerleader' frame, with perky breasts and round bubble butt that I always envied growing up. She was the type that the boys. “I’ll teach you how to be a plumber.”“Oh, I could never do that,” said Renee, automatically.“Oh no,” moaned Linda. “Don’t ever say that around him! Now he won’t leave you alone until you’ve learned to solder or something.”There was laughter around the table, but it was the kind of laugher about a true story, rather than someone being teased.Renee stood to the side of the door as Bobby rang the bell. She was, therefore, not visible to Jill, who opened the door, reached out with one hand, grasped. "Boss, I know the score. I know that I might never see you again after Sunday. But I will never forget you. Now, I know it is possible for a Master to be so much more to me than just an owner. Even if I never see you again I will always carry around the hope of ending up with someone like you." Her eyes still gazing into mine, she whispered the final words, "thank you."I returned her stare, confused. How could she thank me? All right, in some strange way she had forgiven me for what I was going.