As usual on a Friday night, the place was packed and it took me a while to find Nan. She was occupying a stand-up table with a shorter girl. ‘Hi, ba...e,’ I said giving her a quick kiss. ‘How’re you holding up?’ ‘I’m not holding up, I’m holding down the table,’ she replied. Her loud laugh at her own weak witticism told me she’d already had several of the potent Sex-On-The-Beach drinks. ‘Jack, meet Aaliyah. Aaliyah just got out of the Israeli Army and is taking some time off before getting a job.’. After I learn their ‘scent,’ I can usually find a person if they weren’t too far away from me. The limitation of this was not distance, but the number of minds between us. And I want to stress it resembled the sense of taste more than smell, but we don’t use our tongues as a directional sensory input. At least I know I don’t.I didn’t any trouble finding Joey. We were only a couple of miles apart. I found Joey talking to his dad about somehow affording a third car. I apologized for intruding and. She was like that for fifteen minutes when she heard the front door close again.This man was older, but she had never seen him before either. He let her stretch her limbs, then put her on her hands and knees. He brought a lubricated butt plug to the entrance of her ass, and slowly pressed it in, going very slowly as she relaxed to take it's fullness into her.He chose a leather strap, and began to slap her ass with it. Over and over he worked the strap, up and down the backs of her thighs, then. ...the conversation soon gets really smutty, I have to leave the room to hide my blushes. I return quietly to find you and the boss in a clinch. I clearly see his hand on your breast. You're wearing only a thin housecoat...it's very hot weather. From the doorway I watch his hand pop a few buttons...then your white bra is in view , the lacy cup sagging with the weight of your breast. The boss's smutty hand leaves its mark there as he squeezes and pinches at the shape of your nipple. Suddenly.