"Almost ready?"Amanda nodded.The two girls lay out on her bed, comparing their dresses, shoes, and waist sizes. The boys buzzed."Be right down," Amand... chirped into the phone to the doorman.They giggled, slipping into cashmere tie sweaters/coats. Emma's was off white, and Amanda's was tan.They slipped their arms into each other's, and headed downstairs.Enter: gorgeous boyfriends...Luke and Chris were standing to the side of the building, smoking cigarettes.Luke paused to hug and kiss Emma, and. ‘Oh, and do the waitresses a BIG favor. Let loudmouth handle his own dick. No help from them.’ The bouncer leered towards the fat man and nodded knowingly. ‘Good idea, ma’am.’ Farrah broadly strutted her ass as she walked away, a final taunt to the humiliated heckler. There was a misty rain as they exited the club. Their town car was parked at the curb. The attending chauffeur tipped his cap as he closed the rear door behind the harried couple. Ned and Farrah released their nervous breathes as. He hesitated and laughed, but left his hand there.“Remove your hand or I stick this fork in it!” she growled. The fork was brandished, the command was quiet but had the element of steel, and her hand with the fork began to move in his hand’s direction.He drew his hand back rapidly and reddened. He said not a word to Connie after that. That was good for me. At the end of the meal, Colette grabbed him and took him to one side. I heard her words.“Ralph, you are a bloody fool. She’s Graham’s. His sack bloated and loose, gently landing on her nether region; the knot, covering it as he’d stall just a beat, twitch just the slightest, urging Girl to sigh or squeal time and time again till Girl and l thought we’d lose our minds. No wasted movement. No arms and legs, flailing.“No, Tommy, no, don’t stop. Don’t ever stop. I need it. I need you to do it to me. Don’t stop.”He’d resume the gentle, insistent, pounding of Girl’s body. There’d be no denial steeped on the stoppage to frustrate.