She had a short-sleeved, white blouse with black dots, a black skirt, darky nylon stockings, and black medium-heeled shoes. Except for the hat, it was...all pretty basic, but she looked great.She said, “I’m going to sit in the back. I think you know why.”“Sort of.”“That’s so I can play my naughty passenger role.”That’s exactly what Holly and Tiffany did too. As I starting driving I said, “Cathy, as you must know, we have to go someplace with some privacy. I was thinking of the first location I. I’d figure out how to pay for it all once I got the prices. I’d be talking to somebody, maybe Winifred, about what is expected of the father of the bride. I didn’t have much money, but I did have maybe a hundred dollars in my little tin box back at the B&G.I’d just gotten done cleaning the heads. It was late, almost midnight. I headed out into the bar area to do some final straightening up. There were two customers left. LeAnn was delivering drinks to one of them, a person I recognized. I. Intellectually I knew I was in the big, black chopper, but couldn't connect enough of the dots to know what that meant. Just before darkness covered me, again, Rebecca's face appeared above me. She'd been weeping, and I wanted to comfort her, but couldn't lift my arms to brush her face, to give her peace.I am certain I felt the chopper set down. The telltale bump of the ground is another clear memory. As certain as I was that we were back on the ground, I was equally certain I could do nothing. Plus we do not have a recharge time like a guy does.”“Wow! I think I almost understand. And it's like that with Kimmie?”“Well, we do spend more time in the act than guys do, even Pete here. Neither of us has a penis, so all our orgasms are with fingers and lips. When you masturbate, do you just rush right into giving yourself an orgasm, or do you simply enjoy how it feels doing it, and sometimes try to hold off as long as you can?”When Kim nodded, Linda said “Yea, it's like that. With Pete.