"Wait, please wait" she begs.Fuller hesitates and stops.The other pedestrians flow around them."You can spit on me for a dollar," she offers.Fuller st...res at her speechless."I know you despise me."For a minute, Fuller stops breathing. He is dressed in a business suit standing at a busy downtown street corner across from a park. He looks down at the panhandler. She is dressed in old blue jeans and a man's faded, plaid, wool shirt.She's thin with long brown hair. Her hair is parted in the middle.. " he responds taking my hand but not shaking it as I expect. Instead he brings it up to his lips and gives it a kiss. "A beautiful name for a beautiful lady, against a beautiful setting. No wonder I was drawn out here." He winks at me and smiles. I can't help myself and I giggle a little bit. Hoping I didn't offend him I quickly explain that no one has ever kissed my hand like that before. "I like to be different. It keeps me memorable in a good way." He says by way of explanation. He motions. They were marvelous to behold, and it turned out I was right about the size: she was a perfect 38D and by the looks of them, all natural. “Ah, that’s better.” She said, swaying side to side and cupping them with both hands. “I like them to be free.” She stared at my hard cock, and then over at Josh, who was hard as a rock as well. “Oh darling (she pronounced it ‘dah-ling’) I believe I hit the double down lottery in this cabana! Do you know how hard it is for a girl to find a nice hard dick. I re-filled their chocolate, (adding a small surprise to Lucy’s, a splash of Kahlua), as they watched the slide show twice. They stayed long enough to join me in one more cup of chocolate, (Lucy asked for hers to be just like the first but more so), as we talked about anything and everything and nothing in particular. We laughed a lot. As we said our goodnights Jamie stood on the bench and hugged me. Lucy hugged me too. I grinned for a while after they vanished in the darkness noting that I had.