”Dan looked at Karen. “You did this, didn’t you!”“Guilty!” She giggled, kissing his cheek.“You want me to suck cock?”“We both do,”...Wendy supported.“Maybe women like to watch men sucking cock just as much a men enjoy watching women eat pussy,” she justified.“Come on, Dan. Be a good sport and suck some cock for us,” Wendy nudged him.Vicky was urging Scott to do so, and Cathy was asking Ben to suck cock for her. Karen stood and pulled Dan to his feet. She and Wendy pushed him towards the dance. I walked between the tables, threading my way, leading Kiva onwards, listening but not hearing the congratulations coming from around us, the beaming smiles and the thumbs up, the ocean of joy for us swelling higher as we made our way to the high table. I only heard my heartbeat, my breath, the sound of Kiva’s feet on the linoleum, and fragile warmth of her hand in mine. We stood together on display at the high table, Kiva started blushing from the attention and slowly started edging towards. " Cheryl said... "She doesn't talk at all does she?" She meant Gwen."Just if she want's something from us. She is the chick that isn't really here. Do not look to her for help of any kind." Then it's like she really isnt here?" Cheryl asked."Yes, that's exactly what it's like." I agreed.We left the car with Cheryl and I walking side by side and Gwen following while seeming to talk on her cell phone. I knew from my discussion with Mike earlier, that it was a pretty high tech camera not a phone. Six weeks into her diet, I'm happy to say she has lost those two inches. As a treat we went out dancing, with a chicken salad later, then back to my place for a long slow fuck. Things are working out great, she is now looking very good, especially in her new tight Jeans, and she was getting used to doing everything I asked. It time, I think to start pushing her a bit more.I have this regular monthly card game with four or five of my mates, the next one was set for the following weekend. I.