It was as if I was the chairman’s date and not his whore. Master glanced at me once or twice, but mostly didn’t pay any particular attention to me...Everything on my plate was vegan, and it wasn’t slop, either. In fact, unless you looked carefully, you might not even notice anything different between my meal and that of the others.A lot of the conversation in the restaurant was Japanese, so I was unable to follow any of it. The chairman was a popular person, and many stopped to have a chat with. Without verbally answering her, I reached in through the window. Not having overly long arms, I had to press my face against the roof of her car in order to caress her left breast. It was warm and oh so soft. It was neither firm nor floppy. As little Miss Riding Hood would say, it was just right. And not being able to observe it as I massaged, squeezed, weighed, skied down and back up across its smooth skin, I could sense her excitement. Her nipple became taut as I coursed my fingers repeatedly. " Damn. I guess there isn't any doubt about who wears the pants in yourhouse now. MY sister-in-law is wearing slacks and you're running aroundin pretty little panties and a damn dress. I always knew Judy was thedriving force in your relationship. I sure was right."I was relieved when Judy told me to go make a pitcher of martinis. When Ireturned with the drinks, Judy insisted that I tell Anne and Harold allabout our big double date with Mike and Tom, as she referred to it. Iwanted to die on the. She told us there had been a girl in high school that the kids had made fun of. You know, there is always speculation flying around about who's doing whom, and if you don't get caught blowing some guy in the science lab during lunch then you're a lesbian — even if they never caught you with a girl either."They were both nodding their understanding of my statement."Anyway, she said she always regretted not getting to know the girl and had wondered what it would have been like to make out with.