" Very good, Sir," replied our waiter, clearly now focused on Richard'sunspoken signal that he was only to address me through him from now on.Looking ...owards Richard I once again saw that sweet but patronizing lookand had a fear I was about to be scolded. But instead he took my smalldainty hands in his and kindly smiled towards me."As your former male self and as Jennifer I know you were used to placingtable orders by yourself. You are neither person anymore, Brandee. Youwill no longer have. We sat in the main room with blankets covering our wet, nude bodies. As we talked, I noticed my friend wasn't looking at me. His gaze was lower. I determined that he was catching a glimpse of my cock, which wasn't totally covered by the blanket. Except, it wasn't a glimpse, he was staring at it with a look of hunger in his eyes! That was a look I hadn't seen before. I felt very comfortable around him, so I wasn't pissed off or anything. Actually, I found myself excited at his interest and I did. Once he got down from driver seat I could see his bulge. He looked at both ways and suddenly he got into the back seat. I removed his driver coat button one by one and to my surprise, he wasn’t wearing a shirt but a vest.God! I loved him seeing in a black vest. He was seating a little. I just touched his body over the vest and he seemed to enjoy the touch. He lit up a cigarette and stretched arms on the support and made himself comfy. Once he stretched arms. I directly went to his armpits.It. "Parents can be assholes as well!" I said trying to sound apologetic."Ain't they just!" She agreed and smiled as if we'd shared a joke. "I've asked to be assigned to this room, I've read up on your three and only have a basic file on the fourth... Tracy I think she is." I've already told you the main point, forced sexual congress. Heard the gunshots that killed her parents, was held hostage by her rapist and is in a fragile state." I quickly said."From the file I understand that her aunt has.