"Now step up to the bed. Kneel on it, Cara." Her body was still trembling slightly. She nodded, but did not move. "Don't keep me waiting." Then she mo...ed, kneeling in a most wonderful way. I stared at that brown butt, not believe how wonderful it looked. "Good, good... now just part your knees a bit. Don't keep them closed." Oh god, please no," I heard her whisper, more to herself than me. She buried her head in the pillow, mortified, and spread her thighs a bit. Indeed, she was a bit wet."Good. I loveMicki and always will. Anyway Micki took a struggling cross-dressed just starting the self meds and turned her into a firstclass professional service provider. Me. She taught me thingsabout men that would turn your head. The correct way to suck.The proper way to fuck. The right time to swallow and the righttime not to. She also made me finish high school at night. Thatreally sucked but now I'm glad she did.Micki also made me save some money and spend it on myself. Areal doctor. Real meds.. " she said, and then added "I'd like to have your business." Encouraged by her reply and the way our conversation was going along, I asked her. "So what brought you to that bar tonight?" She thought for a moment and then answered. "My husband and I had a big fight tonight. I needed to get away. I went to the bar to try to sort things out in my mind, but that didn't work. I don't know what to do. I'm so confused and hurt." she said. I put my hand on top of hers. "Well for now let's just eat a. Jim Karfagne was touching Lisa Handler’s privates.I dropped my pen on purpose. No one noticed. I bent down to retrieve it and looked under the table at Jim and Lisa. Lisa’s legs were spread and Jim’s hand was going in and out of her skirt. In a business meeting strictly for business???? I thought. I felt crazy, how was no one else seeing this?“Greg, is everything OK?” Kristen called out. I realized I had been bent over “retrieving my pen” for too long. And I realized I was breathing really.