He had owned a petting zoo. He had been on the bottom rung of a company that would rise to prominence in the world of computers. He had left that posi...ion to find his own way. He had tried to pursue his own path. He did not have much, but unlike most men, he had always followed his dreams.I knew that I had the ability to make his last dream come true. I was in no way obligated to take on this mission. As I have already stated, he was never overly kind to me. But somehow, deep inside, I knew it. Suddenly Mary closed her eyes and looked in the direction of the bus floor. I looked down just in time to see the back of Mary's coat as it was lifted several more inches. The hand disappeared under her coat along with the sleeve of a mans business suit. The arm kept going higher and higher. Mary never moved her head from the position of looking at the floor board.Now the arm was moving back and forth slightly in a slow sawing movement. The mans arm started to move quicker and with each upwards. I supposed that the sausages were also local. They looked so different from the packaged ones you might see in the store and they were absolutely delicious. Two bowls of berries, covered in white cream, sat off to the side."It looks wonderful," Anna stated. "What are we waiting for?We talked and discussed the day ahead. Mostly, we quietly savored the wonderful meal that had been placed before us. By the time we were ready to leave, it was almost noon. Neither of us had felt the need to rush and. Feeling slightly self-conscious I opened my mouth to ask my man to kiss me, but I was presented with a cock instead.Before I even took it into my mouth, I knew this wasn’t my man. The body smell was different, then it clicked. It was Ben's. At least it smelt like Ben had earlier, my earlier thought was close, but it wasn’t Ben who was to watch but my man. Annoyed that he’d put me in this position, but still drunk enough to have few inhibitions, I opted to give him exactly what he was asking for.