<table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">Blĭnde:(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4d/AlTeregoSeparator.png)</span></span></td><td><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">  “Thanks Mechelle. I’ll come back t’morrow and it’ll be a whole lot easier!”<br/><br/>Carry my first load back toward the bar’s storeroom that’s fortunately not the mop closet. Don’t need that moisture and stink. Walk by the newb who’s been talked down of the table. Good thing, the Steel Horse has never been a rowdy bar and I think the girls like it that way.</span></span></td></tr><tr><td><br/><hr/><br/></td><td><br/><hr/><br/></td></tr><tr><td><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Jaclyn:(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4d/AlTeregoSeparator.png)</span></span></td><td><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… she’s down off the table … and reveals herself … or himself! … well, well, well! … glance at the others to see if any noticed … we all tuck much better than that … or used to when we each still had that need …<br/><br/>… and finally gives us her name … or names … she’s kneeling on the bench at the table … and showing off a very nice ass and legs! … slide into the seat opposite her … leave room for Steffy if she chooses … hold out my hand to, um, them …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “I’m Jaclyn Rosendahl, but you already know that don’t you, um Mia or Mika Oliva. Which do you prefer? You pass quite well, I must say! Um, have you ever lived in Las Vegas?”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… turn toward Mechelle …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Guess I’ll stay for a bit. My I please have a glass of water and another of those delicious Stilton olive Grey Goose martinis please? And whatever our friend is drinking with water back.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… turn back to Mia … yes, I like her as Mia … and her oopsie reveled not just a bulge but excitement … I could use a bit of that, myself …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “And please, tell us about yourself Mia. Trust me, everyone here is your new friend.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… offer her my hand to hold across the table … will she take it or stay wild? … will just have to wait …</em></span></span><br/></td></tr></tbody></table><br/>