I had to think of something to get her to stay home. She would probably spoil the weekend for the other guys, not to mention mine."If you go, you'd pr...bably wind up having to do everything for us. You know, get this, do that. You'd wind up being a slave!"Debbie opened the car door, and turning to look me in the eye, said "Just what I'm hoping for. I'm your slave for the weekend. Whatever you tell me to do, I'll do. What ever you want me to give, I'll give. I'm ready to be a total slave to your. When it rained one of them held an umbrella over Mr. Russo’s bald head. When he neared a door, another opened it for him to squeeze his short, fat body through. When they rode in a car, one drove the car, the other rode shotgun, and the third stayed in back with the Boss. Except when his boys were out on a job, Julio was never without his trio of protectors and most trusted family members. Imported right from Sicily, when not with them, he was with his personal bodyguards Fabrizio and Leonardo. Well, you probalby guessed it. My skirt was up, and I never put my panties back on. Jay said he could see just a little bit of hair under the table, and from where that guy was, he could too. I asked Jay if he wanted me to cover up, and thankfully he said no. Our food came and this guy kept looking over at me, and now I could tell he was looking under the table. My pussy started getting wet, I was enjoying this guy looking up my skirt. I didn't say anything to Jay, but I spread my knees just a. Looking in the mirror I watch as I run my hands up my stockings, over my thighs, I briefly run my hands over my covered mound, then move them up over my flat stomach and then up to my breasts. I can feel my heart beating as I slowly run my fingers over my sensitive nipples, hidden by my lacy bra.I now push the fingers of my right hand into the top of my bra, feeling the soft skin of my left breast, my fingers snaking down to my hard nipple. In the mirror I can see my fingers through the sheer.