“So is what he said true?” I asked, trying to look her in the eye as I was speaking instead of at her breasts and feeling as though my neck was go...ng to snap in the process. “About that you were in jail and he got you out?”She turned towards the wall, what I could see of her face took on a distant faraway look; it was like she was trying to recall something from a dream, maybe that was how it seemed to her.“I recall that I was imprisoned for a time,” she said “I did something's which I am not. " Wasn't that a ladies only party?" Jeff asked."Yes," Trish confirmed."How many ladies were there?" Six." And you did?" he asked.Trish nodded her head. "To all six of them." Jackie moved on to the toys she wanted to show," Kathy said, as she reached into her box. "She showed us this little wonder and asked Trish to remove her pants and panties. When Trish was naked, Jackie raised the foot rest on the recliner and made sure all six of us had a good view of her widely spread legs." Show Jeff what. Inside the room was a swing hanging down and seats positioned around it facing towards it.“Let’s have some drinks then?” Uncle Mike broke the ice and the Champagne flowed for about an hours, I could see Ellen was getting tipsy as she was sat on the arm of my Uncle’s chair, Celia was sat next to me. Uncle Mike’s arm went behind Ellen’s back and I saw his hand grip her waist. She didn’t move away, she sipped her flute and looked over at me, her eyes narrowing to get me to approve this, I nodded. Both passengers were polite and chatted him up. The driver was a middle-aged man originally from Ghana and down south by way of New York. He learned of Nate’s recent relocation and Dorrien’s presence in the city for the past year. The African seemed highly intrigued by Dorrien’s work as a senior director of project management at a mid-sized technology firm.As they rode, and Dorrien explained his job to the driver, Nate thought about the a few things he was grateful to have picked up from his.