We parked, got out of the car, and walked up to the door. I let her walk ahead of me. That ass was really nice. Once inside Sonja made a bee-line for ... booth in the back. “You get in first, I wanna sit on the end.” Sonja always knew what she wanted, and I always tried to make sure she got it. I got in first. A waiter, maybe twenty-five years old and Hispanic-looking, brought us menus. His name tag read “Juan Carlos.” “Hey there, J.C., how’s it hangin’? Sylvia evidently knew him. “Hello, Sonja,”. That is, if you want to." Well," replied Sue, "why don't you tell me the whole story this time." Fair enough," Tim began, "the initiation of both men and women are almost the same. Women are initiated dressed as maids, and men as butlers. Both begin the evening serving drinks, hors d'oeuvre and basically being felt up. The guest can only use their hands, and are allowed to touch you where you can be reached without removing clothes. Initiates may only touch guests with his or her hands. After. His face was drench with cum, his mouth was overflowing. She lost track of how many times she came. She held his hair.“Drink up…yellow nectar”She let another stream of hot piss in his mouth. It was long and more nasty then the last due to all the beer. She let it flow laughing all the way. His knees and arms were weak.“Time for a show” She SaidShe grabbed him off the bed and twisted his arm. She held her hand on his neck and squeezed him tight choking him. She had him a in a tight grip. He was. She didn’t know the names of any of the tribes from this era. And even if she did, it would be dangerous to name one. She had no idea which ones were friends or foes of the Romans.“The Saxbury tribe,” she finally replied.“Hmmm,” nodded Claudius. “That’s a new one on me. Is it a Celtic tribe?”“Yes,” said Diana. “It is from the north.” She turned and twisted. She held her arms out to her sides and twirled again, trying to be as graceful as possible without being suggestive. She did not.