Suzy-Q threw picnics where pavement-pounders and ink-slingers co-mingled. Both tribes had intense interest in sex, drugs, and rock’n’roll, natural...y. ‘Hey Ron, can you come over this evening and help me with some stuff? Dave’s gone for a few days, and it’s more than I can handle alone,’ Suzy-Q asked me at the end of a weekday workday. Who was I to refuse? We pedaled to their flat in the Mission district. Suzy-Q was maybe nine inches shorter than my 6’5′ height, with wavy brown hair and shimmery. "And me," Heather said. "How could I worry you like that? I'm so sorry." Damn it! That goes for you guy's too. You haven't done anything and you never will. So all three of you get over it!" Dana growled again."We must thank Katherine for not making such bad things to happen." Maria said."Darn right!" Pat said. "Once again Katherine, thank you, honey."We tossed it around for a while letting the initial shock wear off and when finished I think everyone felt better having come to the realization. His bulge was obvious and I pushed my toes against it, feeling it grow and watching him enjoy my attentions.I once again pushed my hand between my legs, this time lifting my dress and feeling my wetness seeping through my knicks, bugger I wanted him to fuck me but how to bring that about?I could see he was enjoying my attention and felt his hand join my foot in rubbing his cock over his trousers.I had to take the chance, removed my foot, picked up my bag and leant in and just said ‘follow me!’I. She was wearing a silky kimono and skirt. She asked me to come into her room while she finished dressing. When she took the kimono off she was wearing a sexy bra. She casually brushed her hair and chatted with me. I was stunned. She put on a very low-cut blouse and we went to the office.That night, she asked if I would take her home. Her apartment was a walkup second floor in a somewhat shabby building. Her apartment had a living room with a couch, a somewhat unused kitchen and a bedroom.