The bus was fairly empty, with only us, the two guys and some more passengers at the front.Jim became bolder, easing my legs apart slightly and touchi...g me up in between, not fully onto my pussy yet, but lingering over my inner thigh. This again drew looks from the guys. At one point my eyes met one of them, he smiled nervously at me and I reciprocated with a wink and a tease of me running my tongue over my lips. This brought a less nervous smile from him.Jim was loving this. Showing me off and. ." It was there, in the picture in your mind, Master. The perfect steak dinner is always followed by the perfect cigar." She held out a long wooden match that was already lit and watched as he puffed on the cigar, bowing the smoke out above his head."So this is real then?" he asked, staring at her through the smoke."I am real, yes Master." And I'm allowed three wishes?" No, Master. I am your until you break the rules, or until the ring is taken from you. Only the person whose finger wears the. One by one, d***ken sailors and gauchely dressed ‘Super Flys’ sauntered in, gradually filling the room to half full. Next to him a table of Minneapolis-Honeywell executives in their white shoes and polyester plaid jackets and contrasting pants, sat drinking steins of beer. He could tell who they were by the yellow happy face convention tags that read, ‘Happy Day From Honeywell!’ and below, ‘Please to meet you, I’m ______________________’ In the typical husband-away-from-wife attitude, . " They all agreed, sounding like they were happy to be involved in the process"What about us?" one of the new girls asked."Well, we should be fine on our own. How about you talk to your families so they can meet us tonight at the concert if you think they're likely candidates. Otherwise we'll see you there anyway, as we can always use the assistance."They readily agreed to that, so everyone got up. Alex gave Patricia a hug goodbye and she and Jordan headed out accompanied by two of the new.