"Very good." She turned to Corvus, "Do you have anyone specific you'd like to serve you tonight? If not, I can recommend someone based on your tastes....Corvus frowned, looking down at the glass in his hand. He'd drunk all of his first drink and had it replaced almost as if by magic. "Aren't you serving us." I can," said the hostess cheerfully. She looked around the room, doing a mental count. "There are rather a lot of you, though."Crispa laid a hand on Corvus's arm. "We're fine with. There hadn't. Indeed all they had to say was to remind me that Maria and Julie would be joining me on the lanes at seven o'clock and that the League, Foxtel and Carlton and United Breweries had agreed that they could stay down on the lanes with us subject to our opposition, the 'Falcons', agreeing, something I knew was a mere formality. They also told me not to let any concerns about London affect my bowling that if there was any news they would phone the centre immediately.As expected Yuri. I laughed and said "Well where's the restroom, I've got my camera!" and playfully laughed. She looked at me, downed her shot of tequila, grabbed my hand and led me to the restroom.Leslie didn't waste anytime getting me out of my pants and into her mouth. I found her multicolored hair style to be pretty fucking hot and added to her sex appeal. She made me promise to bust a nut in her mouth before we headed off to the restroom because she said "If I'm putting in the work then I should get a. It was one of bureaucratic power plays that had the uniformed driver enforcing the strict “correct fare” rules with little concern for sensitivities or adapting to an unusual situation. I was ready to be ejected from the front door when she intervened and put the correct amount in the fare box. After that, we sat down together at the back of the bus like old comrades and I thanked her profusely for her kindness.It would be unfair to say that the age gap between us was enough to give credence to.