I looked at Steve, and could tell that he liked the idea as much as I did. He said, "Sarah, Nigel, that's very generous of you! I love the idea, and c...n tell that Sandy does also. I'm pretty sure that Sheila will like it also! We'll talk to her about it tonight before I have to go back tomorrow afternoon".Sarah passed the plate of salad, saying, "Please help yourselves". We did, and started to eat. It certainly wasn't like any chicken salad I'd ever had before! I exclaimed, "This is delicious!. She threw the shirt aside and crossed her arms over her stomach. She continued to look at her feet as she spoke. “What do you want me to do next?” “Take off your pants,” I said. “I’m not being paid for anything like that,” she said. There was a brief pause. “I was told that I’d just be using my mouth.” I walked up to her and stood close. She took a step back and bumped up against the door. I looked down at her. “I said to take off your pants.” She hesitated then spoke. “Okay,” she said. I gave. Then he takes the soap and begins. The woman leans back his hands, her eyes shut, her breathing deep. She opens her eyes and indicates that her should do her front as well. Ouan’s hands have never felt anything like the firm softness of her body. His hands, inflamed and hot, rub and squeeze her round breasts, slide down her stomach and down between her legs. The woman opens her thighs so that Ouan can soap down below, rubbing for the longest time. She is bald down there as well as. I could see Casey in a group of people. He, alone of the room looked confused. And he looked concerned. Some of them whispered. Fuck em. I thought you were a fag? Sarah asked. Fuck off I muttered angrily as I opened the door and left. I didnt even bother making the point of slamming the door. I just left it open and walked out of there as fast as I could. My thoughts were clearing from the adrenaline and I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. I just wanted to die. She may have been tipsy.