I couldn't let them see him and I was desperate to get him inside. His flat was being overrun with a lads night in; there was no way we were going bac... to his place. Earlier, I had been on a date set up by a friend of mine who couldn't bear to see me single any longer; it was with a man named Richard. He was gorgeous, lovely smoky brown hair, deep blue eyes and a short, tidy beard. I stood in the doorway of the flat, taking my shoes off. I grabbed Richard’s hand and led him inside. I signaled. We look out to the west and we can see a tall, slim bronze body slowly walking our way. As the person gets closer, we can see that it is our friend Al out for his morning walk and visit. He approaches the deck and climbs the stairs. He has his “pussy” coffee cup (a coffee cup with pictures of woman’s pussy's all over the cup) and we can see that he is happy to see us as his cock is partially erect and gently swaying side to side. We stand and I hug him reaching down and gently grasp his. We all started singing her happy birthday as I handed her the gifts. She opened the blue sheer tri top and micro bottom bikini first. Jessica gasped as she opened it, I giggled and told her to show the boys her new bikini. Steve and Sam smiled when she held up the suit. She said that it was way too small to wear. I pouted, then asked her to open the other one to see if she like that one better. When she opened the box, she said that at least this top would hold her breast. Jessica has bigger. "Later, little ones," she called out to them as she held open the door of the inn for me and they gave sad cries as we went inside.As I have said earlier, the Old Skull Inn is a bastion of comfort and friendliness. The moment I set foot within I felt at home. The proprietress, a handsome matron named Jhaile greeted me with the same friendliness as she did Storm. "Young Belladonna here is a personal friend of myself and the Old Sage. Treat her with the same hospitality you would me." Storm gave.