And if my luck ran really foul and we bumped into Cesar Romero and company, well, the gun wouldn't exactly even the odds but at least it might give th...m something to think about.There was, however, no problem at all, just as I'd expected. We hit one of the suburban branches of the bank I used—I hadn't wanted to go all the way downtown to the main building, which I normally visited, so I used Fred's phone book to find a nearby alternative—and I pulled out several thousand. That seriously. ." "What do you mean?" I asked. "Well tonight at the club, a guy that I dance with was there. That's why I didn't want you to go." "Well Trish I know you dance with other guys when your friends go out, so it's not a big deal." "No you don't understand. I've done more than just dance with him..." " Oh you mean?" "Yes. We've gone out before, and you know... And I have a confession... When you were getting us drinks, I danced with him and let my tits bounce out to get him turned on. It worked and. I got dressed up in short silky blue dress with matching black silky bikini panties, bra, tan pantyhose and white PVC knee high boots. On the way out i bumped into my father in law (Tim) and his eyes nearly popped out of his head. He insisted on taking me for a first drink at the local. The looks I got in there too were clear to see i looked good. Jim got me a double which i knocked back quickly for courage. As he bought me another i could feel him getting closer all the time. We sat down and. Even that little bit of exercise tired me out and he helped me back to bed after taking my dressing gown off. He checked the dressing and it was fine and he stroked my cock again and made it rise up onto my stomach. “Do you want me to do it again?” he asked and I told him yes, so I had him take my prick into his mouth and suck me off again. It was lovely. He did it again that evening before he left and for the next three days, I got a blow job from him before he went on watch. This was a.