Jesus. Just then she looked up, as a Mediterranean looking guy pumped his cock in and out of her pussy. The girl at the bar was watching her, as were ...several of the customers. She smiled at me. Recognised me? Another girl was in the booth, also being fucked. I couldn’t see her clearly, but there was something familiar about her. I walked towards the door, and said goodbye to the guy, whose name I still hadn’t remembered, then headed for the changing room, hoping she’d not seen me, but fearing. But it allowed me a view of the action on the couch from the tits down. After some small talk and saying I was tired I would lay my head down on the pillow. I would pretend to be snoring like I had fallen asleep. Ex-wife would get up to check on me and tell Jerry I was asleep. Then the Ex-wife would go get Jerry another beer and return to the couch with her robe being loose and be giving Jerry a great view. Well it didn’t take Jerry long to reach out and touch the Ex-wife. Jerry would be. , but Richard was every bit as critical of his lovely wife as the kids and so let it go. Sabrina, used to such remarks, tried not to let it show that such remarks cut her deeply."Okay kids. Let's go," said Richard and the three made their way into the garage, got in the car and drove off.They had driven less than three blocks when a car pulled up behind them and began honking its horn."It's Chico," said Derek. "I wonder what he wants?"Richard pulled the car over to the curb and Derek hopped out. "Mary explained it to me, you have maleness, the image you show to theworld. We will put up all the clothes and boots on one hand of poker, ifyou win, you get it all back, if you lose, then say good-bye to masculineappearance. You could try to make it home as you are if you want to takea chance that you won't get pulled over by the cops. I sat their kind ofnumb, I was trying to make it seem like was having a difficult time atcoming to the only option I really had to me was to take a chance.