A couple of autographed photos of memorable Hollywood stars who’d been here before still hung on the walls. And he was delighted to see the bar stil... had a jukebox, just as it had been his first night here. He approached the L-shaped bar and sat on a high stool and ordered for a Black Russian, the same drink he remembered he’d ordered that fateful night he’d stopped by here — a Chief Bosun’s mate then just off his ship for a fun night in the city. His drink arrived. He raised the glass to his. He left and a few minutes later, she and Frank were in the Den. He told her that the boys would be peeping, she grinned and quickly changed places to place the doorway beside her and directly in Frank's view. She was facing Frank chatting as Frank whispered, "they're here". Amber leaned forward dragging his hand into her crotch, she replied "go for it". They saw him kissing her, groping her until she raised on her knees and they saw his hand cupping her panties. He looked over her shoulder,. I was able to get back into the bus station and on the northbound without being met in the shadows by the very large people I was trying to avoid. I tried to stay away from the window, just in case. I'm glad Wes could meet me. Wes was my best friend in high school, and maybe forever. We were the only two guys deep into art in a small town where that wasn't shall we say, highly valued among our peers? I had saved him from a few beatings by guys who assumed we were gay. (We weren't). He was tall,. She imagined Kyle's sinewy fingers brushing against her skin and her supple breasts pushing between them.She began to tease her nipples, moving her fingertips right up to the edge and then backing off. She would repeat this over and over from different directions. She tried to make her fingers feel like Kyle's tongue as she pressed the side of her nipples and then flicked them back and forth with her fingertips. When she began to gently squeeze and tug on them she let out a moan. Kyle's lips.