She had gotten about as much money as she could muster from the town before. Now she was would go into this town and siphon as much as she could from ...ere too.As her car pulled into the town she quickly scanned over the laws of the town. Almost every town had the new laws written on the welcome sign. And as far as she saw, nothing about public indecency. She did see the drinking age had been lowered to 16. She knew exactly where to go on a Saturday night.Her car drove in front of the biggest. I let my jaw drop when she poured out the entire jar of honey on his chest. She looked at me and said ‘don’t you want some honey?’ It was an evil look that declared this is my toy but you can touch it. Almost in a daze I sat down on the other side of him. She started rubbing the honey up his shoulders. I needed permission to touch him. Like an evil dominatrix she told me to rub it everywhere but his cock. I thought to myself this is just cruel torture for us both. But having the chance. You had this brain all along, you just didn't know how to out it to use until now!" Oh, thank you Sir. I shall use it to help people from now on!" Scarecrow said happily."Tin Man, you have asked for a heart, correct?" the Master asked. Tin Man stepped up "Yes Sir," he said. "Well from what I have seen, you were so concerned about your friends. that you came along on this adventure to see what you could do to help, despite the dangers and hardships. That is what a man with a big heart would do.. ”“I really enjoyed sharing it with you.”I lowered my head so our lips could meet softly. It was quick, what with being surrounded by people. Not a lot of them, but it definitely wasn’t a private moment. Nevertheless, both of us wanted more of it. It was the first kiss of the evening. The first real physical contact. We hadn’t even held hands. Getting to know each other I guess. Becoming friends.“Should we look in the museum store?” I asked.“Sure.”Like in the museum we remained together sharing.