I’m glad to see it being reopened. There are few enough clubs for girls to go to and have a little fun without being harassed.”“It’s not too l...te to change your mind about going,” Simone Kent said, shifting her attention back to Louise.“No thank you.”“Did you ever go to the White Rabbit?” Simone asked Alice as she shifted back to her once again. “If so, you’re really going to be surprised at all the changes they’ve made.”“Is that really the question?” Alice thought. “Or are you asking in a. Especially with you two studs.” Walking straight to Luke, she wrapped her hands around his head and planted a heart-stopping kiss on his lips, turned and offered the same to Alejandro, and then ... with a salacious glint in her eye ... dropped to her knees, fished out his shriveled (but still massive) cock, and gave him a lusty slurp. Luke’s turn came next, after which she stood with her back against his chest, idly caressing his shaft with one hand and popping orange slices into her mouth with. Both of them were knocked off balance. Linda looked as if she was going to fall, so Tom grabbed her around her waist. ‘Ah…I’m sorry,’ Linda said. She looked at him, reddening even more. Tom’s hands were still around her waist. He didn’t want to take them away. ‘No…no problem,’ he stammered. His throat was tight, his pulse was racing, and things were happening in his groin. He stared at her. ‘You…you are so lovely,’ he said softly, then he bent and covered her lips with his. At first Linda. She trots up as the train arrives, I let her get on in front of me, a courteous gesture, and we sit in familiar seats. I watch her apply her day face and imagine who she might be, where she lives, and with whom. I invent scenarios where we meet, become friendly, and eventually fuck. I sit there every morning, my imagination a fevered mess and a partial erection concealed beneath my folded overcoat. I imagine the first time we talk, our first kiss and touch. Each day, I conjure up a different.