<div class="floatleft">(https://i.ibb.co/yRvs0JC/mastur.jpg)</div>Jaclyn goes opposite, so no bumper action with her, however, Steffy I guess, has opted to follow my side.  Lots of time for more, anyways.<br/><br/>"<strong>I am awful with names sorry</strong>"  I apologise for forgetting or just not being focused on names.<br/><br/>"<strong>My?</strong>"  my cheeks pinken a little when I repeat Steffy's suggestion: that I might be owned?  One of my hands wanders along Steffy's thigh, and the other does what it usually does when I have been scolded, it disappears under the table to play with what they left me, and I softly slowly pronounce:<em>"<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Meeeeaaaa</span>" </em><strong>is fine with you 2...?</strong>" My head tilts back a little, suggesting the pronunciation is all in the receiver's mind and because it also seems I am on first base... Jaclyn is on second... my eyes direct the question at both the girls though.  Whose who?  I don't care.  I smell perfume and can't concentrate.<br/><br/>TILL, I waken a little...  to a clank of a large tray of drinks being served and I opt for à la my name; one with a now hollow olive emptying its contents in my mouth but partly dribbling martini down my chin.<br/><br/>"<strong>Oh yes here's to Las Vegas"</strong>I raise my glass before getting ready to explain my history "<strong>Me 'passing' thank you, started out on the other side of the States</strong>"  I look at the girls to see if anyone is falling asleep...<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.ibb.co/mNgMJHC/image.png)  </div>"<strong>All kind of things changed</strong>"  I giggle with a blush, and feel the warmth in my cheeks... "boring I guess."<br/><br/>"<strong>Can you keep secrets?</strong>"  I worry ...what would happen if I had to escalate levels of punishment due to a failure on their part to abide by the rules of secrecy that Sir (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=335282.msg15949647#msg15949647) has put in place.<br/><br/>