About ten thirty, Feleena and her ever present three girlfriends from Rosa’s showed up. I surreptitiously watched them take a table near the band. F...leena looked as coolly beautiful as always, as she disdainfully surveyed the crowd. I turned my head and spoke with the barman when I saw her start to look my way. I was involved in a delicate balancing act in how I treated Feleena. I had to keep letting her know I was interested in her, yet not willing to be her lap dog.I guess the fellows didn’t. "I’m sorry, sir, it’s just that we saw you coming in and…" And what? And you thought it was ok to enter my office uninvited? At lunch time?!"We’re really sorry, sir, it’s just…"Just what?" - I said, before turning my head to Tamara, a wannabe half-Spanish cool girl who I always spotted smoking cigarettes by the football field. - "What is it that couldn't wait until tomorrow? No, no, let me guess. Did you think that if you all came in to support Erica I’d change my mind?" No, sir… we… we’re. ’ ‘But how could he know that about me?’ ‘By how you reacted to him. Be honest, when he left, what were you thinking?’ Monica looked down at her feet. ‘I was hoping he’d come back, that maybe the sizes were wrong or something.’ Sean waited to hear how Vicky answered. ‘See? Somehow, he knew that about you, and he… schemed isn’t the right word. Gambled! Gambled that what he saw in you was real. We came here today gambling that you were the woman he’d seen yesterday, and not an act. I didn’t. His long, thick cock was fully unsheathed, glowing a hot red in the brightly lit room. "Fuck me, doggie. Fuck me!" Kathy whispered as she watched the Dane's cock slide out of its protective, furry sheath. She guessed that his glistening prick was at least five inches long--not all that impressive for a man, but long for a dog. Kathy quickly turned over and got on her hands and knees, feeling her sensitive nipples brush against the floor."Now! Mount me like you mounted that bitch!" Kathy cried.