How about if we meet up on Friday? I should have something to show you then.”“That quick? Wow, yes, sure, that’s fine. Do you want to come over ...or a drink?”“As long as you don’t have Gordon serving it naked,” Allison said with a laugh and then realised that a woman at the next table was looking at her with a very startled look on her face. She lowered her voice. “Look, I can’t really talk now but that would be fine. How about 8 o’clock?By the time she got home that evening Allison had thought. Mouths started watering as soon as each person found out what was the featured attraction for dinner that night.They were going to eat in the dining room instead of the kitchen, and that, alone, made the meal a big deal. The dining room was normally reserved for big events like Thanksgiving, Christmas, and Easter. Harriet and Jack were thrilled when they figured out the occasion: for practical purposes, this was their wedding night, even if it had no legal status.John made a little speech. Could it be wrong to do something that made you feel so good?We had a couple of more drinks in the bar and hen the six of us went to the restaurant. In the bar I could feel everyones eyes on me - I loved the attention. In the restaurant it was the same - I especially enjoyed the attention of the waiters. Being a near naked female definitely gets you good service! We had a great meal accompanied but at least four bottles of wine. By the time we left and headed off to the nightclub I was feeling. I admit, I really enjoyed it, but now I know where all the extra energy was coming from.”Scott reached over and massaged both of her dangling boobs, gently pinched the nipples of each, and said, “I know you really want to get your hands on Derek’s big cock again, so go ahead….I’m sure he won’t mind at all.”Amy looked even more surprised, and said, “Really?”Scott said, “Sure. I’m sure he’s not asleep yet. Just come back afterwards and let me fuck the shit out of you while you tell me all about.