The waitress knew Mr. Monroe and never asked Glenda for ID. He ordered scotch on the rocks and white wine for Glenda. After the second glass she was k...nd of giddy. He took her home and kissed her sweetly on the lips. "Do you want to go dancing next week?" he asked"I'm not much of a dancer?" That's okay, fake it."Another new outfit. Luckily, she just received her paycheck to pay for it.They drove out to the Aragon Ballroom. She was afraid to go out for the first dance, wondering why she ever. You can buy me a margarita.”I bought her two over the next hour or so as we talked and laughed about a number of topics. When we parted we set the date for my massage for three days hence, a Saturday afternoon. She said that she didn’t have a table so I should just lay down some cushions and blankets on the carpet and to have a small pillow handy for my head. When we said goodbye she squeezed my hand and kissed me on the cheek.- - --I had the floor all ready when she arrived with her bag of. I don’t share her lightly. Only my extensive trust in you allows it. But I will maintain control.” Mr. Brown nodded and was rewarded. His hands were placed on her shoulders and then drawn down over her breasts. She breathed in deep and he cupped her. He looked her man and said “she’s amazingly pert.” Mr. Blond’s hands were taken from her hips and allowed to travel over the curve of her ass. His fingers went under her, touching her from behind. “Would you like to take off her undergarments?”. That didn't last long. Craigs lounger made a noise as he repositioned to take his cock out. Lita immediately jumped up and grabbed her towel to cover herself. She kind of yelled at Craig and asked him how long he had been awake. He was not smooth. All he could do was stammer and tell her how hot she was. After a minute, I think she felt bad for him. She lowered her voice and told him to forget about it.That's when I reached under her towel and put my hand between her legs, right at her pussy..