Bill walked on as though he hadn’t noticed anything.The regulars were getting used to the fact that the large white man was going to visit the resta...rant regardless of how they felt about it. As a result, his entrance didn’t cause the kind of silence that used to be the norm.The waitress, recognizing them, brought over iced teas and asked, “Dos Tres Tacos?”Jerry looked over at Bill who shrugged and replied, “Si, gracias.”After the waitress delivered the food, Bill ate without conversation. It. In mere seconds the woman who no man could tame nor control was becoming a moaning, babbling, drooling, withering mass of electrified muscle, tendon and flesh.Q’s playroom is in his garage which is just off the kitchen. While I was trying to sit still, sweating with my own fluids dripping down my things and the sides of the pony, salivating, screaming, and calling him everything but nice, he was cooking what would be our late evening dinner. My legs were raised off the floor and buckled to. I would have had more fun if Liu was with me, but I tried to put him out of my mind – no such luck. I had to remind myself to pull my dress down, as it didn’t take much for it to creep up my hips. Since I didn’t wear panties, I knew this could be a bigger problem. I was dancing with my friend Melinda and her boyfriend Jason when I felt a hard tap on my shoulder. I turned around to see Liu. I was so happy to see him, but he didn’t feel the same way. “What did I tell you about that dress?” He. "Tobi has been thinking… and Yami-chan has been Tobi's best friend and Tobi thinks you should become my special friend." he said tilting his head slightly."But Tobi.. I don't think.. you don't know.." you tried to say but didn't know what exactly to say."It's alright Yami-chan… even if you don't always or want to be Tobi's special friend… can we.. pretend." he asked touching your cheek lightly.You looked at Tobi's swirly mask and pondered what he had said. You couldn't deny your curiosity as to.