He has shifty eyes, like he's trying to hide something." This one was "a loser" and that one was "Too trashy."Once she had brought home a minister's s...n. Well-mannered, well-behaved, well dressed and her mother had said he was pretending to be something he wasn't. "If you were thinking sensibly Gaye you could feel the bad vibes coming off of him; I know that I did."It irritated the hell out of Gaye, but in the long run it didn't really matter because Gaye didn't have strong feelings for any of. Normally, this wouldn't be myfavorite, but seeing the others tucking in gave me the urge to at leasttry it, and I found it amazing.Once the meal was over, we were invited to mingle and there was even adance floor with a band playing, so I decided to meet some of the authorswhose work had touched me.I got a chance to hug Steff the Cyclist, and tell her in person how muchher support meant to me, and then I giggled with Extravagance who hadloved to tease and flirt with me.I cheered a kiss between. But even then I felt like I was being watched. The diner felt warm and I was in no hurry to rush outside. As the customers thinned out I decided to get me a new jacket. As I browsed through the coat rack I noticed that feeling of being watched. I purchased a coat and while at the cashier I noticed a woman near the coat rack where I had been, she was obviously watching me. She was beautiful. She was black, wearing a green business pant suit and black pumps. At 5'9" 140 lbs, and about 30 she. One by one, she kissed them all, Chuck, Bill and lastly, Stella. Lingering upon Stella's lips, she murmured, "I'll take them both on, if that's all right with you." Go ahead," Stella said. "I'll get mine later--and I'm not forgetting your promise for you and me."Regina kissed her again, and this time dared to cup Stella's tits, feeling the warm satin of them, feeling the nipples rise at her touch. "I remember, darling."Turning to the men, she said, "All right, gentlemen--which of you gets which.