Excuse me.He smiled gently and walked over to the desk. As he walked with his back to me, I examined his ass. Black jeans hugged his asshole tight. Th...e wide bars, covered with a white shirt, looked really good.I smiled as he sat down in the armchair, his bald head tilted towards the laptop. He was busy working, causing a swim to glance up at his face. The blue eyes could go ahead with the ocean. Lovely. I stared at them captivated, not realizing that the dick in my pants was pulsating again. I. Shots downed, Billie took off the ankle socks, thethigh-highs were sure to be even worse for grip.The app kept talking, the next call went out and they rushed back to theboard.[Right hand. Blue.]The app was relentless in calling things. Sometimes it took severalseconds to find a place to land, to stretch over or through someone. SoonLisa fell. She, too, removed her short socks. Billie fell next, again,and was grateful to remove the thigh-highs since they were treacherousfor standing on the. So many years ago, I was a young man. I was strong, in shape, I ran and played, life was good. I enjoyed meeting girls, from the time I was very young on up until those I attracted were women. I was just 28 when my world crashed. Such a silly thing, feeling my oats, the fine brand new Corvette I had purchased was massively powerful. I did not make it home that day, there was no wife to be concerned. There was only me, my apartment, my budding expertise in technology. Management noticed, I was. I'll admit right now that I have always found Tonya very attractive' sexy and desirable. She may not be every man's "ideal woman" but I think any red-blooded male would have to say that Tonya Harding exudes passion' sexuality' and a very blatant but attractive raw sexiness. And I think most men would admit that she's far sexier than Nancy Kerrigan any day of the week.So I set out to "meet up" with Tonya and just be her friend right in the middle of all the pandemonium of the Nancy attack and so.