He tipped his hat. I looked away but, subconsciously, worked my way to him. He stood when I approached and took off the hat, showing longish black hai...r streaked with gray. Of course, he was wearing boots and jeans. The jeans were skin tight and his legs were thick, heavily muscled, like the rest of him."Hi, Cowboy," I said gaily."Good evening, ma'am," he replied in a drawl. He offered me the stool and I sat, allowing him to buy me another drink."Well, cowboy, what brings you to this watering. " Isa told me. "It would not be a good thing if too many people knew and somebody let something slip. If your spiritual visitors contact you again maybe they will give you some advice when they feel the time is right to let anybody else in on your secret." I hope you are right," I told her. "Right now, however, I think we should start mixing with our guests."We had a nice time with the Walkers on New Year's Eve and once again it felt good to be bringing in the New Year with friends. This time. She thought for a brief second that the man had glanced down to see her breasts but then thought better of it. She glanced over her shoulder to see another man in a security uniform blocking the office exit. Sally suddenly thought of her Uncle Tom, the relative she lived with since her parents had kicked her out of the house and he had kindly offered her a place to stay. He would be so disappointed in her actions.Her plan had been simple. John, Sally’s older boyfriend had asked her to dress. You dug your fingers into my hair and pulled me into you, moving my head up and down against you at the same time that you were doing your best to move against my mouth. “Oh god!” you shouted to the ceiling as you locked your legs tighter around me. Your hands held my head in place as shock tremors ran through your body. I didn’t move because I didn’t want to take a chance of upsetting anything that was going on inside you. My face was covered with your juices and I could feel a trembling.