Ted came over. "Good job, Dave." Well, maybe. I didn't get much reaction out of them." Hey, that's normal. Even the guys don't get rowdyduring the fir...t hour. Your job is just to get them warmed up and startedbuying drinks. Don't worry about it. You did fine."Gary was next. He was slumming from the theater community.He didn't have my build, but he was a natural dancer. I saw how he watchedthe audience as he moved about the stage, noting reactions and adaptingand responding to them. He was able. That's why she had the debt to pay to Keith, why she had agreed to be part of the show that had just transpired for Susan's benefit.When she had first been made a part of the bet concerning the flight to Paris she had quickly sided with Colin. No way would Susan allow it.Like Colin, she had lost.Suddenly, prospects concerning the blushing new wife had elevated to an unexpected level. When Keith had approached her that morning with a highly unlikely plan she had agreed. No, Susan, there had been. A whole week went by and not one bit of effort on your part to get even. Oh well, sore loser. Saturday morning came too early again and I rolled out of bed for my second consecutive Saturday to work. I barely took the time to shower before I boarded the empty car as the sun broke the horizon. I gave very little thought to seeing you since you had started the cold shoulder treatment. I figured, party's over. It was fun while it lasted. Just like every other day, the train came to a hard stop and. He was holding her hard, keeping his fingers hooked around her hip bones, while riding her down onto the floor.Jackie felt her body heating up, her flesh slick with perspiration as she sucked in air that seemed to burn her nostrils. Fucking. Fucking! It was so good, so wonderfully good, feeling her pussy burning up like that against his prick. She could feel his flat, strong belly pressing against her ass- cheeks and lower back.Jack was climbing her, actually climbing her, and fucking.