Everyone politely waited for her to speak. ‘Where will we go,’ said one homeless man, finally? ‘What will we do,’ said another homeless man? A...s if she had summoned the strength to confront her adversity, she addressed the crowd with bitter acrimony. ‘It seems that there’s a new bakery coming to town and they’ve already negotiated to lease much of this space, it’s big enough and it already has two kitchens,’ she said wiping a tear from her eye. ‘Just what this town needs, another fucking coffee. I got back down on the floor again. She lifted one leg and then the other and I pulled them up. My hand brushed against her naked crotch. I realized I was shaking. I was also getting very wet down below.Serena sat back down on the bed and handed me some red pvc shoes. They were slut shoes with a two inch platform and a six or seven inch high heel. Serena put her stocking clad feet in my laps and I put her shoes on for her and fastened the straps round her ankles.She stood up and admired herself. He was smiling.She rolled back to her knees, and spreading her knees a tiny bit to get the right elevation, reached back to guide him to just the right place. She placed the head of his cock just outside her tiny opening, and told him to push slowly inside her. He did as he was told, but just managed to get the head inside of her. She told him, "Pull back a little bit and push a little more. Keep do that until you are all way inside me. Give me- minute and pull out 'till just the end is inside,. It had been some time since we had been in, the place had changed (not for the better). The crowd was younger, rougher and mostly drunk on their asses. There had been a fight at the far end of the room just after I was seated and the place never really settled down afterward. I liked the fact that they sat me at the end of a long row of booths, it was quieter back here.They were seated together on the same side of the table facing the mirror, it was a cozy fit. Their conversation was loud.