She arrived at the bar, took a deep breath and walked through the door. She quickly found her group of friends and strode over to them, smiling. Every...ne was chatting excitedly and most people already had drinks. After hugs and kisses of greeting she went to get a drink for herself. Behind the bar stood one of the sexiest guys she had ever seen; ruffled dark hair, designer stubble, deep brown eyes you could get lost in, and very impressive strong-looking arms. Ellie’s mind (and eyes) wandered. Her left hand was on my other neck, moving down, brushing her fingers against my skin as she made her way to my breast and cupped it. She started slowly and very gently kissing my neck and sucking on it as she squeezed my breast with her hand and teased my nipple. I was already starting to get wet. She started kissing lower down my chest and made her way to my other breast, nibbiling on my nipple as she teasted the other one with her fingers and gently pinched them. Then she started kissing. He kept talking to me as if it were natural to have someone sucking his cock while having a conversation (which for him it probably was). "Cool, I am a Red Wings fan."I am a diehard fan and not realizing I was being pulled into a conversation I had come over to prevent, I said, "Me too. I grew up when they sucked in the late eighties and have met Yzerman on a few occasions." Very cool. I loved Yzerman too, too bad he ended up in Tampa Bay, not really a Mecca for hockey," he said. "So true," I. The last time I had more than one drink I found myself in a sorority in Timbuktu!"Paul1954 was very quiet and distinguished among all these rowdy Americans. He was staying with Eric; the incredible honor of being his houseguest overrode his English qualms about imposing. Besides, he got to meet Madam Olga! Was she ever an interesting character! He wasn't sure he believed her that Henry the Eight's body had been taken over by Anne Boelyn who was indeed a sorceresses and she then had him executed.