She stood in front of us undone her housecoat and dropped it to the floor, fucking hell, she now stood there upright hands on her hips, she was wearin..., black seamed stockings a high waisted suspender belt and 4" high heeled stilettoes wow she looked amazing. "I thought i'd wear something you like Chris" she said. Wow I thought she's going to get fucked by me in stuff that you liked her in, she is a vicious bitch lol. She moved over to me and got down on her knees before me, slowly she. The bartender came back just then.She said "Here's your Mojito, and here is her Daiquiri." I looked at herand then down. I did not know what to do, or say. I felt so small nextto him, I could feel his presence even if I looked away. He tookone ofhis hands from mine and lifted his glass and said to me "A toast for whatthe future may hold," and touched his glass to mine. Not knowing whatelse to do, I took a sip. I could feel him, sitting next to me, verymale. And what did that make me? I. I grabbed his stuff and stashed it in a supply room next to the main security office for later. Then I propped up the stiff as if he were taking a long unsatisfactory shit and shut the stall door on him.Checking back into the barracks room there was indeed already nearly an inch thick layer of fuel oil covering the floor already. As I had estimated, the old cellar floor wasn't quite level and most of the oil had pooled against the side wall next to the security meeting room. I got down on my. ‘We’ll just have to work extra hard on Thursday. We’ll have a complete run through, a dress rehearsal for your date.’ ‘Or an undress rehearsal,’ he laughs. ‘An undress rehearsal it is!’ I laugh with him. ‘We can role play the entire date starting from when we get to the apartment,’ I tell him. ‘Have you talked to Megan about coming here?’ ‘Yeah, I talked to her today,’ he smiles. ‘She’s even more excited than I am, if that’s possible. She doesn’t even want to go to a movie or anything, she.