Shaking my head I continue to hold out the bottle. ‘Sorry can’t help you there. I went down that road when I was a teen. Not going back. Not even ...or you. If I walk down it again I’ll never get back from it. The person that helped me back last time is dead so…no.’ I shrug an apology. She stare at me then takes the bottle. I watch her drink half of it like it’s water. She tosses it back to me spilling some of it on my chest. I ponder for a half second wiping the top before I drink the rest …but. I'd been half expecting a very feminine, ladies-only décor, given the name, but it was much more gender neutral, done up in stainless steel, chrome with a white and blue enamel painted stripe around the room at the height of, and in the dimensions that suggested an old fashioned chair rail, though the decorative accent was merely that, and not meant to be protective. That decorative touch was echoed by a matching strip near the ceiling that suggested antique crown molding. The tables and place. "Hal watched as Charlotte pulled down her pants and yanked off herpanties. She pulled her top off over her head and reached behind herback and undid her bra which fell away from her body as her two largebreasts fell forward and down. Charlotte picked up her breasts one ineach hand and caressed them briefly as if rubbing away the effects oftheir day long confinement in her bra. When she turned a bit sidewaysHal was amazed at how long her nipples were. Definitely a rarity tohave such nice nipples. It was comments like this that sometimes made Dave wonder about Kurt’s intelligence. “Why we’re going to use it,” Dave answered.As the two walked deeper into the mall Dave kept his eyes peeled for the perfect lay. Their was an endless variety of choices. Almost too many for the brain to process.“How about her?” Kurt asked. Pointing out a gorgeous platinum blonde with a pair of massively over-sized tits.“No, give it to her.” Dave suggested. Pointing towards a woman in a gray skirt browsing the.