Walt would try and hook up with some of the local talent for the four or five days they were in town. To a homey, the life of a carny roustabout seeme... like a glamorous way to live. "Some glamor," thought Walt, "dusty dirty jobs setting up and tearing down the rides and exhibits that constituted the Kingston Karnival, and Eddie Kingston made sure that you earned every dime of the crummy pay that he forked over on every Friday. In between set up and tear down, Walt would handle any number of odd. Loosened to the extreme, most of my curving flesh was visible. Already in the mood, I was delighted when he re-tied it to show significantly more cleavage. He mischievously added that we may want to slacken it even more later.We drove to the venue, having pre-booked a taxi for our return. On arrival at the restaurant, we were shown to a corner table, where I chose to sit facing the wall. Then whilst wriggling out of my coat, I deliberately caused my dress to reveal my left breast. Hell! I felt. Libby stood there eyes wide just staring at my crotch and I said a little saucasticly would you like to touch it, she looked up at me and nodded no, she looked back down at my cock and I said go ahead.. it's your fault it's like this, she looked back at me and said excuse me, I thought what the hell and said I saw her last night taking her clothes off, at first she did not believe me but her mouth opened when I described her breasts and made mention of her special little dolphin tatoo.. Libby. Go change into something more comfortable and hurry back" Alex said, sitting down. Ten minutes later, Polly came to the kitchen. She was wearing a sexy, black nightie that barely covered her ass and left plenty of cleavage on display."Damn, you look good", Alex said and Polly smiled as she sat down. Just then, there was a knock at the door. "Who could that be", Polly wondered aloud as Alex stood up. "I'll go check. You start serving the food."Alex went to the front door and opened it to see.