We cornered a couple of bar stools. I knew that in the process of hopping up that I managed to �flash� a few of the people in the bar. I wasn�t ...wearing any knickers � a habit that I pretty much stick to no matter where I an. I love to be �free� down below when I�m wearing a dress or skirt.Julie and Brian arrived. My hubby got off his bar stool and let Julie sit on it. She had a little sundress on. It was quite short and showed-off her legs very well. It had thin shoulder straps and her hard. "Hey Tracy, this is my friend Felicity, she's having some boy issues." Shelley told her."Have no fear," Tracy said silkily, "I can help her out." she whispered as she reached for Felicity's hand and pulled her inside. Shelley closed the door as she went back down the stairs, and then Tracy and Felicity were all alone.Tracy led Felicity through her apartment which was decorated with wispy cloths draped over nearly everything, and the place smelt strongly of opium incense. It looked quite like. ’ I muttered, quickening my steps in order to avoid having to try to explain the irrational thoughts I was having. We almost ran along the rest of the street and were both a bit out of breath by the time we got to a door a short way away from the front of the shop. Immediately inside was a flight of stairs and when we went up them I was surprised by how big the flat seemed to be but, given Moira’s flair for attractive things, not by how beautifully decorated and appointed it was. ‘Have a quick. Abandoning any attempt at table manners, they shovelled their food into their gobs by the handful, not caring that half of it dropped out of their mouths. Mel and Gezza, along with some of the priests with similar submissive inclinations, were only too happy to do the rounds, licking up what they dropped from their chests and laps. The other three nuns circulated with bottles of the finest wines, plucked straight from the Vatican’s cellars, filling glasses, or when requested, pouring it.