This was my first time trying this with any effort to control what I was doing. I knew I felt safe with her. But I wondered if she felt safe with me?I...nstantly, I knew she felt secure.Then I wondered if she was hungry.And instantly I knew she was not.Next, I wondered if she was enjoying this.Again, almost instantly, I knew she was.So finally I wondered if she was afraid.And again, almost instantly I knew she was not.I was enthralled by the simplicity of how this worked.For my next step, I. Vic got dressed and wore a black see-through top on and a full lacy bra, (I didn't tell her that if you look long enough at her tits, you can clearly see her dark brown nipples) , on her bottom she had on a short flowing red skirt, with a black little thong. I was hopeful after a few drinks and a little wind, her skirt would get blow up and our friends would see her arse. We caught up with our friends and started to have a few drinks, to be honest, Vic is rubbish at drinking and gets drunk very. I’ll call out the changes,” he replied. “Capo on the third fret makes it easier.”Phil started the opening lick, then Garry and I joined in with the rhythm backing. It was pretty simple, C to F, a B flat thrown in for good measure. Rachel and Bruce provided a solid, driving rhythm, Andrew had a great bass riff going. The rhythm pattern was a basic boogie style, using my right palm to mute the strings to give some syncopation to the rhythm. It was a fun song to play, everyone picked up the rhythm. She said, “Oh, Ed. You are such a flatterer.”The waitress, having come to know them a little better, led them to a table. She brought water and iced tea to the table without them having to ask for it. By now, the couple knew the menu by heart. Linda said, “I’ll have the Chicken Fried Steak.”Ed said, “I’ll have the stew.”The waitress smiled and went to the back to drop off their order. It was a few minutes later that she returned to the table. Once there, she said, “I heard that you were the guy.