‘Isn’t he just the most articulate gentleman you’ve ever met? Just wait till you find out what else he can do with his tongue,’ she added, fla...hing a lewd grin. Jennifer giggled again as Kathleen turned back to me. ‘Well, what do you say? You’d better make up your mind soon or we just might decide to see what kind of trouble we can get into without you.’ ‘Damn, I’d have to be both dead and gay to decline an offer like that.’ ‘I take it that means ‘yes.’ I trust you’re free for the next few. He buttoned her shirt back up, not remembering undoing it. So was I too forward, with my gift? She smiled and shyly replied, No, not at all. I loved it and I really liked the choker. Thats why I wore it. His face became serious again, Good, then on to other things, Well, you better get to work. Donny has covered for you for ten minutes. Oh and you better tell him you got your ass chewed royally for something. I told him that is why I needed him to cover for a few. Better make something up to. You keep torturing me, stroking up n down slowly and then going faster until I lean over to your ear and say “either finger me or stop as I need to cum” you just smile at me and then without stopping you shove your fingers in me making me scream quietly with the unexpected pleasure of the sensations inside of me. You tell me to stand up as my friends are coming back from their cig outside and you would rather not be caught fingering me in the club. We just start to dance again but we both know. "You don't look okay," I told her. We were in the downstairs dining room of Emilie's. Someone insisted on reserving the entire room, even if they didn't have the people to fill it. Amanda would be the waitress with me as her busboy. Not a good tip day, but a quiet one unless the brunchers were assholes.I had finished setting up the tables. Amanda was done wiping the glasses.Staring into her eyes, I thought at her. "Tell me what's wrong, Amanda." I'm fucking stressed out of my mind," Amanda.