After so many years of being cowed by him, my response was far from what he expected of me. ‘You better watch your fucking mouth, shutterbug!’ he...slammed a meaty hand down on the table, causing the empty beer bottle to rattle and fall over the side, ‘Or I’ll watch it for you with the back of my hand!’ The booming quality that was Micah’s voice caused others to wince and stare, other conversations ceasing. The bottle shattered on the floor, and the waitress, who had already opened a fresh. Sensing his trepidation, Marie stood back up. "Look," Marie began in her mother scolding tone, "If you are going to tell a woman to bend over you had better be prepared to do something about it." Marie reached out to take his hand in hers. In a softer tone she continued, "Jimmy, listen to me, I have not been fucked in months. Your finger, on that GO button, is standing between me and my lover. Make a choice, go for it, or let me go!" "Bend over!" Jimmy demanded, all hesitation cleared from. A minute earlier I had laid my arm across my lap in order to hide my by-now-obvious hard-on, but I now decided that it was time to counter her display by letting her see the bulge in my pants. Shortly after I had moved my arm away I saw her lower her gaze and was delighted that it lingered there for longer than just a glance. Cyril had moved close to the island a couple of times and had obviously seen her exposed thigh. Each time he cleared his throat, and inclined his head and cast his eyes. It wasn't something I'd ever really considered and I wasn't too sure about what went on at a bukkake party so I jumped into the chat room to see if she was still about and to have a chat. Turned out I'd missed her by a few minutes so I dropped her a mail asking her to either drop me a mail by return or give me a callIt wasn't long before I got a text asking if it was ok t call, I replied that it was, and she phoned straight away. Carol was a lot more experienced than me in the scene and I knew.