"Second thought then," Brock said hopefully."That was my first through eighth thoughts," Meredith said. "I didn't make it to nine so you're out of luc...k. I guess you'll just have to make it up to me now." What do you have in mind?" Brock asked. "I am ever so eager to be back in your good graces."Meredith lowered her head and batted her eyelashes at him."I'll consider it while we dine," she said."Perhaps I should feed you?" Brock suggested. He reached for a piece of chilled shrimp, dipped it. He gathered my long hair into a pony tail like a spout on the top of myhead and wrapped round a sort of elongated hair clip. It was like alittle tube 6 inches long that had 5 cute pink bows up it. When heclipped it to my hair, my pony tail stayed upright on my head with thecute little bows staying there one on top of the other. He whispered inmy ear."Smile and look over to Sam, then you give me a long loving kiss withyour arms round my neck. And look grateful!"I stared at him and he. She tried to move away out, effectively pulling me on top of her. I pulled her by the hair and kissed ever more passionately.It was evidently long since she made love. I knew she was thriving for it but her high morals were stopping her from forcing the issue with even her husband. Being a pious lady she would have never gone for anything sexually gratifying outside. But here she was right under me, my hands on the breasts and lips on hers. I kept caressing her breasts while licking her lips. And after all the work she’d put in today, she deserved it.“I’m serious!” She loudly exclaimed to her dinner companion, though it came out a bit garbled as she was still chewing. “And I really like this cheese! What is it again?”“Provel.” He smiled at her blank look and then shrugged. “It’s a St. Louis thing.”“Provel?” Sarah responded with her own shrug. “Well, whatever it is, it’s pretty good.”Grant simply nodded. For his part, Grant was rather glad for the patio seating at Seamus McDaniels,.