We’re gonna have a great time. Let's cut your cake. Everyone’s been wanting to tear into that all day."Everyone gathered around the cake and, of c...ourse, began to sing. Good thing they didn't sing for a living! The cake was cut and handed out by the old ladies, along with a beer. I didn't want to ruin the party mood and so I patiently waited for the opportune time to talk with Tim about joining the club. Only guys were club members but I wanted to be the first female patched in. That meant Tim. He even prepared two drinks as Michelle’s mouth stroked over his hard shaft. Her belly muscles were twitching and jumping in heated need, and she had been unable to stop even while Craig was preparing the drinks. The couple being served appeared to enjoy the sight of the blonde blowing their bartender while he prepared their liquid refreshment. ‘There’s never a dull moment here, is there?’ said the woman. ‘That’s the Electric Raven for you,’ said the man. Finally, Michelle was rewarded for her. “Do you greet a friend this way?” They looked open-mouthed at him, scarcely believing their eyes, and he turned to face a sight that unnerved him, as well.Jona and the others joined him as he awaited the arrival of a huge, striped cat, which was almost daintily picking its way from stone to stone across the river. The contrast between the way it moved and the way it looked was startling. Its buff colored pelt was interspersed with darker reddish brown stripes. Two wicked looking tusks protruded. That was more like what I was looking for!My big problem, now, was that I simply could not come up with a good follow up program. I had drawn a complete blank as I tried to pull another idea out of thin air. Then I had a flash one day. I wanted to print the screen from an old DOS program, but Microsoft had, in their wisdom, decided that nobody would ever want to do that, so the capability was dropped from Windows. Compared to the interface program, that was a trivial problem.I was able to whip.