I could stay down there for ages." I said to her.There was a silence for a few minutes. We were lying next to each other staring at the ceiling. I let...my hand wander over to rest on her pussy mound and she copied me and put her hand over to my erect cock. We lay there gently stroking each other."Would you like me to go down on you?" Sarah suddenly said, a-matter-of-factly.The question flashed through my mind and I waited a few seconds before answering. Of course I'd love her to but I thought. The first day it was nice again I must have waited for hours but no Hank. The following day, same deal, Hank was a no show. Two days later I was about to leave when I heard someone calling me. I looked up and there was Gary walking toward me. ‘I wasn’t sure what your name was,’ he began. ‘Except I was was sure it was close to mine.’ ‘You got it right,’ I assured him as he sat next to me. Then we both asked the same question in unison. ‘You ever see Hank?’ That made us both laugh. For the. I didn’t use the place in my head to help me dry her panties. It wasn’t needed. First, I folded them a few times before using my hand strength to wring out most of the moisture. Rolling them tightly in my t-shirt had them as dry as they were going to git. I did the same with her sports-bra. With it being mostly dry, she decided to put it on and then her t-shirt. I helped her get her panties and shorts back over her shoes to pull them into place.Once dressed again, she came over and pulled my. The time was around 11pm now as the place was Jam with Bikersand their chicks except Art. I can now see that Art was not enjoying himself at all with all the BikerChicks that were bothering him and me. He said hey Mike " How about coming back to my place for aBeer?" We then left the Bar as I follow him back in my Cab to his place.Art had a very nice little house at the end of a street, I then follow him in as we went down a few stepsto his Men's Den that was very well all done up in Bikers.