Don’t care. I need air, space. I can’t breathe.The doors finally hiss open and I stumble out, not caring I’ve left my sling-bag on the seat, my ...ketchbook at your feet.III. Verisimilitude“Caution, doors opening.”They pour out like a hoard of multicolored ants from their rainbow hill: women in tight little spandex shorts and sports-bras chit-chatting at breakneck speed. Think 90s exercise videos. They’ve got the wild hair thing going, the white Adidas, and the striped socks. Fucking white. I told him coffee would be fine. He then told me to take a seat, got up and went and poured me a cup of coffee. I noticed that Uncles cock was quite big and uncut. A few minutes later Karl & Andy came in and greeted me, giving me big hugs, I felt their cocks against me and also felt mine stiffen slightly. Karl noticed this then said, I see your one of us then, pointing at my stiffening cock. I apologised, but they said think nothing of it. Seeing both Karls & Andys cocks they must have been at. "Mmmm....that a good question. We did ask for extra sausage." said Roxanne. "Yeah! We hate to take our business some where else. It's your job to make the customer happy." said Debbie. She spun around in her bar stool. Then Rozanne spun in her bar stool. They put there big heels out, beside my legs. They were both touching each other heels. I was standing sideways between them, looking at the pizza. I then felt Roxanne hand on my lower back. Debbie giggled as she watched her friend. I moved my. Sheila: Everyone talks about how much I influenced Christine. That worked both ways. I found myself imitating my so-called submissive, sometimes consciously. I mused that Sean and I had spoken very little that morning. One rarely speaks much to Christine. At Wardrobe the pattern continued. I acquiesced without a word. I found it unusual, but no one had commented The trip between the islands—Staten to Manhattan—was relaxing. I had a bit of food, but otherwise I was content to watch the byplay.