I was completely mortified. The bar tender was rubbing his penis through his trousers as he listened about me drinking the bowl of cum. I was complete...y embarrassed and humiliated.When my husband finished he said to the bar tender. "I think she needs another drink" It took a few seconds before I realised what he meant. I looked at him horrified. "Let's go into the office." the bar tender suggested. The bar tender, whose name was Pete, led the way. My husband pushed me towards the office. Once. At the last minute a deal breaker came up in my last meeting and I got wrapped up in the problem. When the meeting was finally over it was almost seven-thirty, but I called Anton's on the off chance that Mary Ellen would still be there. After several minutes wait the maitre de came back to the phone and told me that she wasn't there. I headed on home to face the music, but when I got home Marry Ellen wasn't there. When she still wasn't home by midnight by midnight I called the police to see if. "Vince nodded. "I saw you at the club last week. You were..." Fucking around?" Louise finished for him. "We've been doing our own thing for some time now. Did Fred tell you what's going on?" Yeah," Vince nodded. "You want to watch. I don't do women." Well, I think you're missing something, but for our purposes, that's just fine. You boys can set up in the den and I'll try not to intrude." Yeah, well, okay." Vince let Fred lead him into the den."There are snacks and ... supplies on the coffee. Just finishing a weekend of citydesk duty, he really wasn't looking forward to another Monday morningchasing fires and robberies around town. So at 7 a.m. Mark figured he waslong overdue for a "mental health" day and decided to call in sick."Stevie? Hi, this is Mark. I'm not going to be able to make it in today.Nothing major," he responded to the desk girl's question about what's wrongwith him. "I'm just not feeling up to working today."Making the call, he used his first sick day in 19 months.