"You know the resurrection spells aren't working as well as they used to."When a Barkeep starts worrying about you, it is time to stop drinking!"No mo...e wine..." I sighed, "there is something else I need." I had trouble meeting his eye. "A long time ago I left a few things here... and I was hoping you still had them. I can pay." In storage? You?" When I gave him my name, he looked through his pile of ledgers and sure enough, found mine. He blew off the dust. "This is older than I am! Let's see. Four were going to stay in a motel on the island, then drive to the ski slopes in western Maryland tomorrow and spend the rest of the week there.I locked the stack of paper in my briefcase and locked it in my office until tomorrow. It was time to go home to the babies and my mates. It was a quiet evening. The babies were a week old and both grand moms were still spending most of their day at our house.We were all up early; babies know no clock and at 5 AM it was nipple time. They let the world. He did not mind so I sat down and picked up a menu. After ordering coffee I struck up a conversation by asking him if he had ever worked in the store and he said he did and asked if I ever shopped there. He did not remember me but soon we were talking about his job seeking and the new store he was working at. After some small talk about his new job I did something really corny and asked him if I could ask a personal question. He gave me a quizzical look and I quietly said " please don't. Pulling them out, bringing them to my lips to taste them but you pounce on me. Grabbing my wrist you suck them into your mouth licking them clean, your tongue dances over my fingertips sending tingles to my excited clit. Grabbing one hand you push it above my head, seizing the other one and doing the same. Manoeuvring so both my hands are restrained by one of yours; grazing your fingertips of the other hand down the side of my neck, over the silk of the corset, my breasts heaving as lust.