The second cocktail diminished to the rattle of ice, and Robin began to see this night as a waste of time. It was nearly ten, and if Grayson did not a...rive soon there would be too little time to get to know each other better. It began to look like he might not come at all, and the young woman began to regret her stipulation that there be no dance floor. Dancing would have kept her occupied. And if she were stood up at least she might have someone to fall back on.Robin did detect interest among. ‘Feels good,’ she whispered out as she felt the cloth caress her face. ‘Go back to sleep,’ Don told her quietly, so as not to wake a sleeping Grace. Later, she woke again as she heard Grace talking quietly to Don. ‘Daddy, I feel better.’ Grace said, her voice still weak. ‘That’s good sweetie.’ ‘I never got a story tonight.’ ‘You’re sick and so is Miss Anne, I don’t want to leave you to go find a book.’ Anne was feeling just a bit better too, so she couldn’t resist teasing Don. ‘Tell us a story. ”Then, almost pleading with the girls, but in a firm voice I asked, “How about it?”They all thought for a second and came to realize how I felt. I’d pretty much forgiven Tom. He’d been a friend after all.“OK,” they acquiesced. “If that’s what you want,” filtered though into my head from the group.I know it was Stacey controlling things, but as we sat there Tom, wrapped in his Black Baseball Suit, floated into the room and settled himself right in the center of the table.“I know you heard us. Probably the last though since it was late and she wouldn’t ask him to leave, hoping he’d wake in the night or the morning, or hopefully both, and satisfy her again.She didn’t know why her pussy itched so much to be filled but it did, so she scratched it. She worked at avoiding the devil in the song because it just lowered her resistance and she had some regrettable drunken episodes where she’d lost count of the dicks that had shot sperm in her. At least if she was gonna get fucked she should.