Look at the fucking old broads too, they keep looking over here also. Its me, something's fucked up about me." Tell you what, go to the rest room. Whe... you come back, wait over by the bar for a minute, then you'll see who they're looking at. Believe me, it isn't you." Jerry got up. I noticed he was scowling at every other table of diners he passed. I took the opportunity, while Jerry was absent, to check with Cindy, to make sure she was doing all right. She said she was fine, but she looked a. Once the dance set finished I whispered to her, bathroom, and took her hand and led her to the ladies room. Others had the need to have a pee between dances, so I mouthed to her, “Wait,” and went into a stall and relieved myself. I took my time and listened carefully, then when I heard it go quiet, cleaned myself and pulled up my knickers. The pee had been a relief I enjoyed, and leaving the stall was relieved to see no one else was in the room. Rosemary was waiting by the wash basin, and I. I will come to you place. It’s Ok with you right?” I saw her desperate face and even though I did not want to miss this opportunity, I let her go. That night was one of the longest in my life. Thousands of thoughts were going through my mind. I didn’t even know when I slept off. Next day morning I woke early than my normal time. I started to prepare food for both of us so that we don’t have to go out for lunch. I am not a good cook still I prepared something. I had bath. I spent lot of time. Once again she reached out and wrapped her hands around it, feeling its soft hardness, and then gently cupped his scrotum. As she held him, she could feel herself become wetter, and she throbbed with desire. ‘Make love to me now, Tom. Please.’ She threw her arms around his neck when Tom quickly scooped her up in his arms and held her against his chest. ‘Where?’ he said. ‘Right here, under the mistletoe, in front of our tree.’ Pat said. Tom pulled her face to his and kissed her, as he slowly.