”Apparently the bartender at The Club adds a little sparkling water because there were bubbles in mine when the drinks arrived. I usually don’t l...ke a Gimlet, but this one wasn’t quite as bitter as the ones I made for Shelly. Again, I tried to nurse it, but mine was the first one gone.“We’ll have to wait until after the first show for refills,” Dianne said calmly. She then snapped her fingers and pointed at the floor next to her chair. The kittens immediately slid off their chairs and assumed. It's a big turn on wondering if somebody will spot that I am wearing them. I usually take my camera with me when I go out because if I get an opportunity to safely take a pic of my pantyhose covered cock I do. It's been getting more and more difficult to do this without getting caught because everywhere seems busier and you have security cameras everywhere. Well one day I decided to go to a local country park where my wife and I have often been to have sex. It is big and there are lots of. This was a beer drinking crowd. The wine by the glass they served up … well,you wouldn't want it. The focal piece in the room was a long old fashionedpolished wood bar, stools in front as is typical, and backed by a huge mirrorwith wooden pegs overhead to hold the mugs. Beer bottles of every imaginabletype lined the base of the mirror. Wooden tables and chairs strewn all overthe main floor filled out the rest of the room. The lighting was bleak, butthat was really for the best. I could look. I know the TG in this ismore incidental rather than the main part of the story, but I amthinking of doing a couple of more personalised tales within thissetting, and I wanted to get some feedback before I make a decision anddecide which way to take this idea.Please do let me know what you think, either by e-mail or by leaving acomment. Any constructive feedback is greatly appreciated.Regards,Nomis---Some desire us. Some envy us. Some hate us, but all fear us. They fearwhat we are, and they fear.