I didn’t want two big dominant types making me into a toy. I wanted at least to have size and boldness over the other guy. Diego assured me he could...get a guy with those qualities. I told him I wanted to meet both of them somewhere for drinks and that he could not tell the other guy what was going on. I didn’t want some stranger eyeing me and planning what he was going to do to me. If I liked the guy, we would go back to my place and start making out but the other guy couldn’t know the plan, we. "She stood, and with her back to us, removed the supposed offending article. She turned as she pulled down her top, which gave us males a fleeting glimpse of the underside of her breasts and mid-drift."There, that's better," she said as she sat with us again.Geoff's gaze never left her breasts as she re-joined us. Even after she sat, he watched as they moved enticingly within the confines of her top. Who could blame him, they were beautiful. Eventually, he lifted his gaze, and saw Sharon smile. Do you have photos of your wedding?" Yes," my bride answered. "We have them in our hotel room." Do you have plans for tomorrow?" After driving around, in the afternoon we will see a Eugene O'Neal play," I answered."You are a cultured couple," the Stranger said. "I admire that." He was my favorite playwright in high school English," my bride explained."Last call!" the bartender interrupted."Do you want anything?" I asked my bride and the Stranger."Chardonnay," my wife said."Cabernet sauvignon. I asked her shortly after we first met how she got started doing this. She had been shown in first grade by her teacher how to draw stick figures and it just became a habit. So much so, that she wasn't even aware of doing it anymore. If you had asked her what she had drawn on the paper after she hung up the phone, she would not have remembered and couldn't tell you short of being hypnotized.We met, fell in love and married. I was offered a job in sales right after graduating from college,.