Only, I had no idea what the problem was. I knew it was magical, because I couldn’t imagine any chemical or string of words I could use to entice he... into this situation. As I tried to suck in as much of her warm, soft, teat as possible, eliciting welcoming sighs from Olive, it occurred to me that I might have wanted this to happen.Olive gently pulled one red nipple from my lips only to replace it with the other. She grinned at me when I glanced up at her eyes. Something in her expression made. “That car may be old but it’ll get you all the way there and back again, slowly mind, but steadily.”“But it’ll need petrol and there aren’t any petrol stations open at night.”“There’s an all-night one near Honiton,” he said, “but you’ll need a fill before then. Got another sixpence?”I looked in my pocket. There was a sixpence among the pennies and halfpennies. I held it out. He took it.“I’ll fill the petrol tank and check the oil. I’ll put some more petrol in the can in the boot just in case. I chose a pale yellow see thru thong panty and sheer bra set and I bought a short blue micro mini skirt and a thin yellow silk blouse to match the college colors for Ferguson’s college and some new blue five inch heels. I wanted to look like a college cheerleader girl for the party. Then in the afternoon, I went to my salon and got my hair done and my pussy waxed so that I would be nice and smooth for all the guys. By the time I got home late that afternoon, my pussy was wet and I needed to be. " Well why don't you surprise me stud" and with that one liner you have made him turn a shade of red. A few minutes later the bar man returns, "here you go, a screaming orgasm". "Never heard of that before!" "Well it's my own recipe" the bar man replies. "I am kinda famous for them" he adds. "Hmmm well I bet you are" you reply. This flirting between two two of you's continues over the next few cocktails, when the bar man asks "would you like to try something else?" "What do you have in mind for.