June smoothed down her short one of those pencil 50’s style skirt and pulled her thin tight sweater down to make sure it hugged her curves just righ.... With confident strides, she made her way to the bar. She purposefully made eye contact with the other woman at the bar and let a small smile across her lips. Little Miss Cleavage was sitting about five or six seats away from the gentleman at the bar and June took a seat in between them.As she mounted the bar stool June had the satisfaction of. Here I go again getting way to hell off track and off into yet another story, one I may just sit down, and write you all about. I feel so much freer now.I’ll just say this; I had to nurse poor Patti for days after she got her belly filled out and sealed by his most loving boar.I truly do believe it is time to put and end to this story. Do a fast completion of it to you all and finish it and get in the vault of stories finished.Yes Patti and I made wild unbridled love to each other, and Yes we. ” Sandy cut in. “I want this one.” Judy said without looking at him. “What was on that door?” She asked. Both men turned to look at the bedroom door at the far end of the hall. It was painted white but there was about a square foot of area at head height where it was brighter. There must have been a picture or something hung on the door keeping the area clean. “No idea.” Al told her. Sandy laughed. “My wife has quite an unusual eye for detail.” He said. Al looked at her and smiled “Would. Mistress Dion then went off to get a metal frame that sat over Sarah’s stomach, and slotted into each side of the bed, then she grabbed the sheet and placed it over the top of the frame, this acted like a tent, and prevented Sarah from seeing anything going on down there. Mistress Dion always liked the idea of everything being a surprise, and when the customer could not see was going on they became more anxious, and completely unrelaxed, so everything seemed more uncomfortable. Then she wheeled.