“OK, so what about your end?”I laughed. “Well, for one we are gonna need some storage space. I stopped at the post office, I must have twenty bo...es waiting there for me to pick up. All of them are full of games and books, either for our own use, or as prizes and giveaways at the convention. And I expect a lot more.” I told him about meeting Steve Jackson, and what he had promised to send, in addition to everything we already had.“OK, got it. Here, let’s go. Somebody you need to meet.” We got in. .." He shrugged. "I wasn't the one who made the drink.Who am I to say what it should taste or smell like?" He screwed his dullsilver-gray thermos shut, making sure it was nice and tightly sealed,before making for the apartment's front door. "Well, time to feel manlyfor once." Jeffrey grinned, tucking the beverage into his gym bag beforemaking an escape from the scene of his crime.For once, he was looking forward to hitting the gym!The early morning bus was almost empty, save for the driver and. "I want you to start fingering yourself " she says. She is now showing off her ass again to me. Her thong is now riding tightly up against her butt crack. I can't believe I am going to do this as my hand glides down towards my wet pussy. "I want you to continue fingering yourself until you cum" she replies. I slowly work my hand down to my pussy. I begin to gently rub my clit with my finger. I am so hot right now. I know it won't take very much for me to cum in front of this 18 year old bitch.. I became friendly with her because I had become like a yo-yo in and out of the bar every time I needed a pick me up, which was fairly often. There was more than one night that Tammie coaxed me into her bed and I was usually a willing participant.My daughters were already at the bar when Debbie and John and I arrived and they were chatting it up with Tammie. They had become friends during the many times Tammie slept over at our house. I hoped the twins thought she was just a friend hanging out.