We had both dug into our dish. On the first bite of hers, Brit moaned. On mine, I did the same thing. “Oh, you have got to taste this Brit. Here,”...I said and forked out a fork full and held it up. As Brit leaned in to take it into her mouth, a few crumbs fell between her breasts. Without thinking, I reached and picked the few pieces that fell, brushing over her nipple slightly. Brit looked at me and there was something in her eyes that I had never seen before. They were sultry and shining with. Either way, she said there was nothing wrong with two or three cocks and she had no problem partying with more than one guy -- the problem seemed to be collecting the first one. As for me, I figured that one would probably be enough; it was WAY more than I was getting!Ron stayed away for over a week, and I feared that Sis had leaned on him too hard. Eventually, though, he came in on a Monday night. He knew which booths I serviced and made sure he was settled into one -- Cheryl, the hostess knew. “I know, mum. I quite like being with the girls anyway but the New Opportunity people don’t really seem to know how to deal with the Jims of this world any more than I do. There’s no real system or method; it’s all just ‘don’t let him do this’ or ‘see he doesn’t do that.’ I mean, it’s all a bit feeble, really.”She could see the trouble, thought Phyllis. When New Opportunity started, the leaders had a real reforming zeal. Plus, they’d been through all the hurt that men used to be able to hand. Thankfully! I could feel my heartbeat pounding in the warm cup around my pussy. I wondered what was plugging up the end, well whatever it was, I was thankful that it did. I felt the trigger trying to work several more times during class, but it did nothing to effect me. So I smiled back at him, to show him up. After class let out, Mark wanted me to meet him at his house that was right down the street. He gave me the address and told me to tell my parents I was going to have a sleep over at a.