"Like I always say, to thy own self be true, just like that Dickens guy said."Wasn't it "thine" and wasn't it Polonius in Hamlet? I shook my head to g...t the cobwebs out. He was probably just putting them on, though they didn't seem to be laughing. Perhaps it was over their heads.They started talking politics and it spread to the whole table. Alice admitted to voting for Bush.Don disagreed with her politics. "I always vote Democratic. Like Rodney Dangerfield always said, I don't belong to any. Laura was fairly passive in bed, adventurous enough to try anything, but never led the way so to speak. She was and is an intensely private person, though quite open about our friendship, just never about our sex life. Whereas Jennifer was a lady who knew what she wanted and would often suggest some adventure, she also loved to dress up in various 'outfits' from schoolgirl, to nun along with various basques, corsets, stockings and suspenders, it was always a mystery what she would choose and we. He said that I was not to tell his son about sucking his cock as I messaged him through his pants. I told him it was to be just between he and I as I slid down for a better look. He wouldn't let me free it from it's confines was it continued to grow flex and thoub beneath my hand. He said you really are a black cock sucker aren't you you better hope she covers for you because we are going to be here for awhile as he opened his pants to let the monster out to the light of day. He told me just. It slipped underneath them and past the white lace panties. I felt the wetness between my legs. I played with the sensitive nub hiding there.The man gazed at himself. I stared at him. He caressed his cheeks. I rubbed my finger back and forth. He sighed. I held in a moan. He smacked the sink in front of him. I jumped. He strode from the harsh bathroom. I just stood there, unfinished.A moment passed. I contemplated finishing myself off. But I pulled my hand from my pants. I wiped my fingers off.