Cecily decided they need to get rougher to teach “us sluts” a lesson they left for five minutes and me and Joeys just gazed lustfully into each ot...er’s eyes awaiting their return. I couldn’t believe how turned on I was around a boy two years younger than I who wore girls clothes and got ordered around by his sisters.****The girls returned with two wooden paddles, what looked like a horse whip and two small butt plugs.They giggled when they saw how fired up Joey and I where and Cecily said. ”I did not know what I was supposed to feel but I knew that if I turned him down he might not come back. He was 23 tops, and I was scared that he would not have the confidence to come back over. So I went. As we walked over he said “I am Mike.” And extended his hand. I shook it and said “I am Sara, it is nice to meet you.” He smiled and then put his arm around my shoulder as he guided me through the crowd. We got to the table and there were two guys that were holding pool sticks looking at us.. Like teenagers, Johanna less than subtly leaned over during dinner to whisper in my ear, “OMG…he’s hot!” Of course, it was heard by half the restaurant. Vanessa and Johanna hit it off, and the three of us have met for hikes and drinks on a few occasions. As planned, we took Luka to my recording studio, and were both blown away by how much he understood all of the technical aspects of running a radio station. Although I’m sure the topics bored the hell out of him, he insisted on staying to. Well there goes my clubbing plan for the night, “I’m not always out aunty, I really like to spend time doing something creative” (such bullshit),“You look young yourself aunty, why don’t you go out clubbing or for drinks with friends?”, with a smirk on her face “Well, you don’t really know about the image you have to keep when you are the owner of a company and widowed, and plus being a Muslim woman in this country, you know, people just keep talking about things”. I looked at the wooden bar.