They both disregarded the unwritten warning as he pushed her to her knees. Vanessa nearly reached for his pants then, and then stopped herself. ‘Wh...t?’ he asked, squirming for more. She smiled. ‘What about everyone else?’ ‘What about them?’ Her silence told him all he needed to know. ‘Wait here.’ She waited, but not patiently. Her hand reached down under her skirt to feel her shaven pussy. She wasn’t wearing underwear. Closing her eyes, Vanessa leaned back and began to slowly tease her clit. I smiled and stepped back, pulled my little nightie off of me. Her eyes followed me, but she didn’t get up, apparently too weak to move.“I’m going to go get a shower, I think. I was pretty dirty last night too.” I put the two other fingers I’d just removed from my pussy and sucked on them, enjoying my taste again.I grabbed one of my towels, wrapped it around myself, and walked down the hallway to the women’s bathroom. The bathroom had three shower stalls and a few toilets; there were a few for. ‘it’ . . . ” she hesitated. “Can you help me please?”“I think I know what you mean, Jacqui. I’m sure that I can help you to know what it’s all about,” I said, feeling the bulge growing in my pants.She slid around next to me on the padded seat, putting her hand on my arm. I could see her nipples were getting hard. Her legs were slightly open, showing the outline of her young pussy lips. She noticed my bulg.“Can we talk somewhere more private?” she asked.I gave her my address and told her to. She smiled at him and nodded, “Comin’ right up.”When he got his drink, Mike turned to face the rest of the bar and relaxed. He liked this place; It was the real deal, not like those city clubs that were filled with lights and music that sounded like a cat going through a car engine. He did spot a couple of girls who stood out among the country folk. They reminded him of people Toni would hang out with. He shrugged and sat for a while, chugging down glass after glass as he observed. They weren’t.