What? Charlie looks away and takes a swig. Not so nice now it’s getting cold but the cognac still burns on the way down. He stares out the window. T...o and a half hours to go. Settling back he stretches out his legs which connect with the girl’s sitting opposite. “Sorry,” Charlie mutters. “No worries,” she responds. Charlie moves his leg back and is surprised when hers moves with it to maintain the contact. Her leg rubs against his and a knowing smile crosses her face. “I need a coffee,” he. He wanted just to drag him into his bed, or into a shed, barn or outhouse, and have his way with him. “I’m not feeling all that well. I have not been sleeping lately.” He was dizzy from desire and, against his better judgment, asked Bobo to be a friend for once and help him to bed. Bobo smiled and offered him a hand if he needed it.Doc collapsed onto his bed with a thud. “Kind of a weird place to hang your hat.” Bobo pointed to Doc’s hat that was still on his crotch. Doc blushed as Bobo helped. That was good enough for me! Mistress Maria showed up at her regular time and I was waiting for her at the front door. Because I hadn’t been instructed what to wear that morning, I opted for a pair of black silk panties, my thigh top stockings, and black high heel pumps, hoping that this combination would please her. I had made myself up especially for her and was standing at the door when she rang.“Hello Mistress,” I said when she came in the house. I made sure my hands were clasped behind my. Stacey poured a glass of wine for all of us and raised hers in a toast. Cheers she said. Here’s to a newfound friendship and whatever it brings. Jessica and I raised our glasses joining in the toast. Stacey must have anticipated this gathering; she went into the kitchen and in a couple of minutes, returned with a large cracker and cheese platter. I was glad. I hadn’t eaten since 6 o’clock and it was now nearly 1 am.The wine hit like a hammer on my empty stomach and I felt the Buzz almost.