He introduced me.“This is Neal, Tom, and Gary.” The three men stood, looked me in the eye and shook my hand. I felt out of my element. What did I ...now about business? These men were intimidating. Gary, a tall Black gentleman smiled as he shook my hand. He was not shy about looking at my breasts. Neal and Tom followed suit. At least I knew they “liked” me. Now the challenge would be getting them to listen to what I had to say.After a short, awkward pause, just as I was ready to ask if they were. In a moment of crisis (long story there) he’d exposed her to the same body-altering energies that he’d already used once on himself, giving her the ability to increase and decrease her size and mass with a mere thought. As a kicker, he’d given her the ability to pluck energy out of the empty inter-atomic spaces of the universe and hurl it outward in narrow, stinging blasts -- and he’d given her the ability to grow wings on a moment’s notice, after she had shrunk herself small enough to use. My regular girl asked if she could invite our new friend back to my place and again clearly it was a yes. Around 2 they arrived and with her bi guy who is also close my age. We all played together with he and I watching them and the girls watching us and taking turns on both the girls. Around 8 that morning I woke to just this new girl naked in my bed. When she opened her eyes she just smiled and put my cock in her mouth until I was hard and then we fucked and I came in her and then she sat on. The sommelier arrives and I order the wine. The waiter stops to see if we are ready to start. We begin with something light to tempt the pallet. A silver iced-tea spoon, bearing a cauliflower fondant topped with caviar and a sprig of dill. A pheasant-filled beignet kissed with delicate vegetable vinaigrette. A tempura baby smelt with red-pepper sauce. And an inordinately clever miniature hamburger of wild hare, sandwiched between a disk of fried potato and a barely cooked quail egg. The soup, a.