Stewart was still out there, waiting for you to find her,” Dom replied.“Find who?” Grace asked as she descended the stairs into the bar area.“...Find you, my lovely wife,” Mac said, his face giving away sheer pleasure that she had returned.They hadn’t touched each other, weren’t even within arm’s reach, yet the look between Mac and Grace was so intensely sensual that Dom almost felt dirty for being an eyewitness to their erotic aura.“Let’s see the nails!” Dom said enthusiastically, hoping to break. She places her fingers of both hands onto my tits and looks into my eyes as she strokes them around my nipples making slow circles.They immediately get hard and she smiles.The other girl stands infront of me now. She is dark and curvey with big tits and large nipples."i like it when he does this......" the says and grabs our of my tits in her hands and bending slightly flicks her tongue over my erect nipple a few times before doing the same to the other."i like that too" i say "but i prefer a. Slowly. I didn't want to actually get drunk. I just wanted it to look like I might be drunk. Sitting in my jean mini skirt, my tanned, toned legs crossed in front of me, I scoured the bar for a potential target.Knowing what I wanted gave me a sense of power I had never experienced before. It was exhilarating. I felt this sense of certainty that I could have any man I wanted. And I was going to.After a few minutes, I noticed a group of three young men enter the bar. It was hard to tell how old. Did she contact Inward Bound and ask for me back to work on the RAE submission? And then there is the sinister reference to 'The Americans'. That must have been the Agency. She hasn't called since. Ha! I guess she's had something else to think about. A wide smile breaks out across my face. I'm sure I can rely on Connie! In fact I have never felt happier about Connie than I do now.The phone rings. Against my better judgement I pick it up. It's Angela."Jenny, thank goodness, you're back. We.