I was looking at it, and fantasizing a little.The hostess sat down in the chair beside me. "Thinkin' about enterin' honey?" Huh? Oh no, just daydreami...g."The hostess looked to be about 40 years old. "I used to dance there. That's where I met her father," she said, pointing to a snappy blonde in her early twenties. "She won again last week. Fourth time this year. I used to win real regular too until a few years ago. I still enter sometimes when they need an extra girl. You oughta enter, honey,. I wanted to make up for all the ones I missed."Laura kissed me as we settled in for a while. She whispered, "I'm not Bradford, but I'm going to kiss you for him and try to make you feel loved. He's sending you a message through me." When I think of being here without you to love me, I shudder. I could be up there in that apartment alone wondering hour by hour what was happening to him. I hate being a war widow, but we'll come out of it. I feel so ashamed when I complain about his being in the. "So, are you still considering selling the club?" asked Julia."Eventually," said Carol. "I want to do things without having to worryabout it. I should be able to get a good price though, for it is runninga good profit." Even so, I'll bet you'll miss the place?" added Julia."Sure will," said Carol. "Made some good friends there. But I feel thetime is near right to move on."When they arrived home, Carol hung around for a short while and had adrink. Edward was spending his last day as a 4 year old. Pulling herself up she pressed her nipples against Megans while they shared another passionate kiss. Savannahs inner thighs and pelvic reign were tickled while she ground against her. Megan felt a second orgasm building from this unfamiliar activity. Seeing tears pool around her eyes Savannah stroked Megan's face softly. Do you want me to stop, she whispered. Wrapping her arms around Savannah god no, Megan protested. Never. Brushing the hair from her face Savannah asked, have you ever had your.