'I take a final swig and slam my glass down on the table. 'So, people, what are we waiting for? ... Let's go!'He needs a pee first and so do I. We go ...o the gents and Derek makes for a cubicle. 'Need any help, mate?' I enquire.'Nah, Mark, I'm fine, ' he says, ashamed that I've asked. 'You sure?' I prod, smiling down at the sad little cunt, relishing the difference. He shakes his head. 'Well ok, just shout if you do, ' I say, like he's a small boy. He hated that, I can tell.I finish up and. "I felt a shiver. "How rough?" If we're not too tired, I'd like to play a bit. You feeling it?" Yes, Ma'am. I'd like that, too." Float the idea and see if John wants to be on top." Over both of us?" I was practically trembling at the idea. She'd never really understood my desires in this way. I didn't know if she was just saying it for me or if she really wanted it.She tugged her belt tight. "Yes." Her eyes were sparkling with mischief.I stood and embraced her. "Thanks."She pulled me back by my. "Ah, Mr. Newark's girl!" He exclaimed. "I trust he told you what I was offering and what I wanted?" He was very bold, very confident. I agreed that he had. "Good! Can you come round tonight?" He asked. In less than 30 seconds we had cut to the chase. "Yes." I said. "Yes, of course." He gave me his address and I agreed to come to his house in less than three hours time. "Get a cab," he said, "I'll pay."Donald came out to meet me from the cab, and paid the driver. It was raining and a dark,. She stood on the fluffy white bath mat and dripped for a moment before wrapping herself in the bath towel and drying off. She pulled on her knickers and pyjamas, draping the dressing gown around her shoulders before sitting on the sofa in her little lounge. Putting her feet up on the armrests at the end, she switched the TV on with the remote, basking in her new-found luxury. She allowed twenty minutes for one of the five channels to redeem itself, then clicked the remote and slipped into bed..