The two men passed through the billiard room; the table an immaculate green, the polished brass markers on the scoreboards glinting in the soft light ...rom the lamps over the table. More teasels provided a disincentive for those seeking comfort on the padded leather arm chairs that once seated the more louche of the St John Ferrises, those that had lost the family fortune the first time around. Norman scowled at the rack of billiard cues, all secured in place by a padlocked bar, ensuring that no. He slowly placed a kiss on my lips. It was all new to me so I pushed him away.He said it was okay and came closer and grabbed my cock which was hard. He slowly moved his hand back and forth on my cock and came close again. He placed his hand again on my waist and this time, he again kissed me on my lips and we french kissed for some time.He broke the kiss and smiled at me. I smiled back. He went underwater again. He grabbed my cock and put it on his mouth. It was a different experience for. The little pig wouldhave an easier time finding shoes than I do.That evening, I wore a black lace top camisole and ablack tank dress with a flower print. I put acream-colored cardigan over it, since my upper armsare not feminine enough to show off. I picked outbright red shoes with ankle straps, open shanks and 4"heels. I also put on seamed stockings to further showoff my legs. I left my hair down so I could lookreally soft and feminine. I packed a razor, somelather and nail polish in the. What would you like?"Oliver sat up straighter. "Southern Comfort please. Neat." Good choice. I might have the same." She ordered the drinks from Jill,whose eyes nearly popped out at seeing such a beautiful woman in herawful pub."Blimey girl," she said, in her south London brogue, "you'll takesomeone's eye out with those. The last time we had anyone looking thatposh in here was when we put the Queen's speech on at Christmas."The woman smiled again, but Oliver noticed that she looked a bituneasy..