Go and get my wine for me and bring the wig back upWhen I came back she was on a stool reaching on top of the wardrobe, she dragged some videos from t...he back , looked at them and stepped down with oneI sat on the bed she reached into the envelope passing me different photos, ( I will explain them in a later story)She then put the video onAgain I will explain that in the next story but I have to say I was shocked and what I watched I will never forgetShe asked how I felt , I told her it didn't. “God I wish you would go naked with me,” I said to her as I took her hand. She pulled down the thin straps of her gown, exposing her gorgeous breasts. “There’s always the reception,” she replied with a mischievous smile. I was getting wet just imagining it. “Lock the door and take off your gown,” I told her. She turned the lock and let her gown slide off her body. She looked so sexy in her red thong that barely covered anything. I knelt down in front of her and stroked her thighs, kissing her. Instead of feeling better, I was beginning to feel inflamed. The bartender slid a second drink into my hand as I was polishing off the first. I inserted a straw into that one and sucked it down quickly from the bottom up. My brain was starting to feel fuzzy, but I was lucid enough to notice that the bartender had a really nice ass and I liked the way he moved. I was beginning to have some new ideas about my dangerous act for the night, perhaps to include picking up a strange man in a bar and. He dodged around an engineer who was inspecting the tracks of the vehicle to his right, a tablet computer held in his hand, his fingers tapping frantically at the touch screen. The crews were already beginning to line up beside their respective vehicles, standing in rows as they prepared to follow them to the dropships when their number was up. Vehicle crews wearing their pressure suits and helmets stood idle, chatting with one another as they adjusted their seals, and slotted on their helmets..