Suited me fine, neither was I.And later on, as I was finishing up, a young couple came in, all wrapped up in each other. Honeymooners, maybe. I wonder...d idly if they'd hoped for an outdoor frolic in the snow to celebrate their wedding only to find they'd mistimed it. If so they didn't seem overly concerned about it, there was lots of touchy-feely byplay across the table as they ordered their own breakfast and they seemed happy as clams.Now where did that phrase come from, I wondered. Were clams. What? Exclaimed Chrissy I can’t not here people will see. It’s your choice drop them here or I will march you back into that building and we will call the police and they can strip search you for the d**gs I am going to plant on you. Chrissy knew he was beaten and dropped his chinos to the floor reveal his pink thong with black trim and bows on the sides. Hands back on the car sissy. Chrissy’s feet were held together by his trousers so he struggled to keep his balance as the guard pushed him. By the time we'd finished the second bottle of wine I was ready to make my move. I sat in a chair opposite her and crossed and uncrossed my legs giving her brief glimpses of my arse and thighs. After a little while and with my skirt half way up my thighs, I began to spread my legs, a little at a time.It wasn't long before my bush and pussy were on display. I was loving it, I felt so sexy, and I was buzzing with excitement and lust, my desire for sex stronger than ever. I could feel the familiar. All sorts of people were involved from all walks of life and from all over the country. Lads like myself provided the entertainment, they were known as “The Network Boys”. He said they even had a few nice policemen and a member of the local clergy on board. They used quite a few different venues for the group meet ups in every area where The Network was active and everyone was encouraged to share. Which meant that if someone in The Network needed a certain kind of entertainment there was always.