“Why, yes. My first wife made me give them up. She hated the smell of them so instead of constantly arguing with her, I just quit them.” I tell hi....He hands me the cigar, shakes my hand and goes back to check on his agent’s progress on the investigation.I turn and go back inside.CHAPTER 2I see John is now up and eating. I just smile and giggle to myself. Bobby comes over to me and asks how many steaks or ribs would I like to eat, or would I prefer them to make me a regular breakfast? I followed. He smiled and pretended to say words, his lips moving, to see if he could keep the smile on his face; he was pleased with the results. He looked on to the next table and saw a man sitting alone, looking at him. He had a different look on his face, kind of a frown but different. Then it came to him; he was watching me, he's wondering.The Watcher knew he could not just jump up and leave, that might increase the man's curiosity. He looked down at his plate; he had finished his breakfast already so. "Great, I'll talk to Cat," Raven said knowing Cat would go for it in a New York minute. The woman loved being in costume.Jim sat at the table listening to the sounds of another Friday night at the local bar. It had been a while since he'd been there. The place was busy. Young couples were celebrating whatever events were occurring in their lives, older couples were out having a nice evening, and singles were searching for that ever elusive partner. In short, it was just another Friday night at. She whimpered, lust overpowering all else. Her nipples and pussy ached for my touch. It made me feel powerful to say the least. "You are mine." I said, pinching her nipples savagely. Her body bucked and thrashed in orgasm. The chair fell over backwards. She lost consciousness before the orgasm ended. I untied her and lay her nude body on the bed. I wiped off the chair and sat in it ass-backwards, waiting for her to awaken.It was nearly time for the girls to be coming back when she awoke. Her.