She was getting very aroused but still they made no effort to join any of the couples or groups in their wanton sexual exercise. Instead they sipped t...eir drinks and watched. After about an hour, the spotlight suddenly shone on the low platform in front of the stage. The stage was polished hardwood but the edges were padded and low padded benches were built in on three sides of the stage. The platform was padded and draped with a black satin sheet. The time had come; He lead her to the platform. Brown skinned.”“You sound sexy.”“Thanks. Take my number and send some pics. I’m ready for you to come over.”“Okay. One sec.”Shavar gave the number when requested and his phone buzzed. He had the sissy hold on while he opened it up. It was a link to social media profile. He perused the collection of close-up images that showed a pair of smackers with some detectable amount of fillers. “That really you?”“Yes, sir!”“Shit you can come through now.”“Great! What’s your name?”“Shah.”“Text me the. I have mad skills in only one field of endeavor.’ A bit of a grin flickered at the corner of her mouth. ‘And what is that?’ Alex wanted to know. ‘I’ll show you, but not here.’ She sipped her Diet Coke. ‘I was thinking about what you said the other day. My ‘road’ was better than yours, but I’ve had my share of bad luck. I was married just once, but it was good. He was a loving man, and we had a son together. Then they were both killed in a big pileup during a freezing rain storm three years. For the first day, I cooked some Maggie noodles for both of us as it was the only thing that I could probably cook besides heating water. I tried my best not to turn Maggie into a soup!We both ate and slept off in my sister’s room. In the night, I felt a hand around me and it was my sister’s. Nothing seemed odd to me and I let her keep it. Without thinking much, I slept. Being a heavy sleeper, she too slept off soon.The next day, it was quite a challenge as we both knew nothing about cooking..