She had so much practice from the restaurant. He swept aside her hair from her neck and kissed her. She shuddered. He was at least good at that.“You... wanna fresh drink?” He asked.“No!” She shouted back. She was shocked to find her glass empty. She didn’t drink like that. Not usually.“Sending Janice. Last chance.”It took a second to parse through the music. Elizabeth slapped a hand on Owen’s knee and lunged forward to whisper to Janice. The green haired girl nodded and left with Darlene. Janice. Oh, you meant a hand job? Well – for you, it would only be a finger job. Like I said, two – maybe three fingers at most, because it’s so little. No. I don’t think so. Remember, you came just last week. There was a half ounce you got to drink – remember? No, I don’t think you need that again just yet. Maybe next Tuesday. That is, if you’re good, and do all your chores, and don’t make me have to change your panties and diaper too often. Okay. I’ve finished my toes. Aren’t they pretty? Would you. If a girlcomes along, I'll cover up, but guys have seen it before.Besides, nobody's gonna look at me, and if they do, it'sbecause they want to see it. Why deny them a free show?"Bob laughed nervously at my joke, but I didn't bother tryingto cover myself. Eventually I had to piss so I went up tothe restroom near the parking lot. I stepped up to thetrough urinal and opened my pants, allowing them to drop tomy knees. As I was letting go a strong stream into the longtrough, a man came up beside me. I catch the scent of your perfume. Sitting in the still warm sand, waiting, watching you near, I feel my pulse quicken. Thoughts of your passion stirs my loins and begins the hardening. Rising to greet you, our lips meet and we kiss deeply, tongues dancing and probing. Your hot breath makes me feel on fire. I feel your body molding to mine, totally aware of your firm breasts and smoldering hips as I run my hands over your back and down to your tiny bottom. My big hands cupping you and pulling.