His name was Mike. Neither of us wanted to take the lead, and that would not be my personality anyway. I had been reading a USA Today and gave it to h...im and said, "Here is the USA Today if you would like it, I need to go". He thanked me and we got in our cars and left. I was in a panic! I had never done this before and was not really comfortable meeting anyone from online in person although this venue was safe. When I got home I quickly got online and there he was, I said hello and waited for. " I said.She looked at me, "What about today?"I nodded my head up and down, thinking. "I'll have to make a phone call. But I think it'll be okay." She walked out of my cubicle. Her ass filled out nice.I spoke into the phone. "Hi."We rode the bus to her place in North Seattle."It's going to be about an hour," she said. "Rush hour makes a mess of I-5."We sat across the isle from one another. I read, and when I had the chance, took long glances at her. Our eyes met every once in a while. I'd wave. All she needed to do was ensure that the pack leader accept her, and that he remained the Alpha male. And if she was right that he was once a domestic a****l, that would not be hard. As long as she fed him well, and gave him regular sex, he would keep her safe. He was smart, she could tell. There was a look of intelligence in his eyes, and any dog that becomes a pack leader has to be smarter than the rest of the pack. The only hard part would be gaining their respect. She didn’t want to just be. Even old Joe had a hard on as we all gazed at Doris, her pretty face expressionless, her arms hanging submissively by her side, her delectable slender body clad only in the bottom half of her bikini, and that was about to be removed. Jack tugged the string and the bow keeping the bikini in place was suddenly undone. For a moment, the scrap of material hung where it was, covering her cunt, then Jack peeled it aside and Doris just stood there, with her head down, helplessly.