I could feel her fingers on Lucy. Her fingers trailed over my cheek and I could smell my arousal on her fingertips. It was just a playful tease, a pre...view of coming attractions I thought hopefully. Her hand slipping down my bare thigh, god I wanted her.We were headed home or at least I thought we were at the time Rachel turned off the highway and down a country lane. There, nestled in the woods was a single house, with a lush lawn and a for sale sign with the logo of Karen’s company planted in. The blonde teen was hand fed raw fish which in Japan was considered an expensive delicacy. To Sissy's surprise she found herself enjoying the exotic taste and texture of this food. Then to wash it down she was given little sips of some kind of alcoholic beverage that made her lips tingle. The girl had extremely little experience with liquor and fell prey to its effects over the next hour or so as she downed one little flask after another, discovering that it made much of the discomfort. . .’ Ada focused on the immediate, wanting to know about services and such and saying that, of course, she’d have to go and wondering if her Dan would be able to make it from St. Louis, where he managed the Vaughn network of stores in Missouri. But then the full implication of what might be happening in the outside business world hit her. ‘God, George. Your stores. Dan. What . . .?’ ‘Vaughn’s should be same. Mainly safe, Ada. Thanks to Dan’s advice on how to develop our business. We’ll have to. We developed a great rapport and every Monday I would come to work and she would say “how many this weekend?” I would raise three or four fingers. Meaning I had fucked three or four different women that weekend.Well one day Ms. Potts told me one of the women’s k**s was really sick and the girls in the office are going to have a fundraiser for her. She said we want to make one of the door prizes a date with you”. I laughed and said “count me in” and I’ll pay for the date so more money goes to.