It was too good to last. Joel and Mallory came over to where the six of us were sitting. His wife, Mallory was still topless wearing a very skimpy tho...ng. She was on display in that suit. Joel said, “Are you not causing trouble today, Steve?”“Joel, I don’t cause it but I do respond to it.”Mallory said, “I wouldn’t mind getting into trouble with you, Steve.”I planned to ignore that. Joel wasn’t happy. I don’t think Belinda was either. However, Belinda was taking a cue from me and not showing her. “Why?”“I told you: you will not be allowed to die.”Again she shook her head, struggling to form a complete sentence. “But ... why ... didn’t ... you... ?”He looked away. “If not me, it would have been someone else. They know. They always know. And ... they have ways of bringing you back.” He let the thought bloom as her eyes widened in horror.Into the void of Éowyn’s soul flowed a small trickle of gratitude. Even affection. Emotions out of place in these terrible circumstances, perhaps, but. They are all quickly swallowed up by the happy hour crowd.The man introduces himself as John and his companion is Larry. John then offers to buy each of them a drink. Haley asks for a Bloody Mary and Cathy requests a Margarita. Lucy feels awkward letting a strange man buy her drink, but he insists. She shrugs her shoulders and reluctantly orders a Tom Collins. They try to engage in casual conversation, but it is so loud in the lounge they only end up shouting at one another.Haley wants to tell. It was my regular guy who visited me once at work. A busy day with lots of people passing. We talked a bit and he had this bright idea.He wanted to enter my booth and pretend he was fixing something, and then when he got the chance, he would move beneath the counter. I was wet in seconds. Crazy with the idea. I let him in and he pretended to be fixing wires beside me until he sipped out of view and sat on the floor between my legs. Then I felt my panties coming off, even raising my ass to allow.