He’s a cute one, but that pup has zero sense,” she chuckled. “He’s expecting you, just head up the stairs, and its the first door to your righ...t down the hallway,” she instructed, giving us another smile right before she turned back to start typing something else onto her computer.“Thank you,” we both uttered at the same time as we turned and started walking up the wide curved staircase.Looking up, I could see a massive crystal chandelier hanging about twenty feet above us as we climbed the. (I should so like to experience the feeling a woman has as she sits and talks with her cunt full of sperm, does it feel so very pleasant sitting so?) She poured out her griefs, Camille had asked questions, who had been there? how did she get the bonnet, the new boots? she had refused to tell anything, Camille had said she had better go. “Why not tell Camille?” I said, “if she did not like it she might lump it, as far as I was concerned”; but the girl was evidently afraid, — or was it sham?Next. I was surprised because we had not ordered anything.The waitress handed James a beer, “Complements of Rodrigo, the bartender.”She handed me a Margarita as she spoke softly to me, “I want to warn you, Mrs. Connelly, that Rodrigo finds you quite attractive, and now that he knows Mr. Connelly is your son and not your boyfriend, he is quite interested in you. Please don’t tell him I told you this. But if you are interested, I hear he is a very good lover and well endowed.I handed the waitress a. " I nodded. She sat down and looked closely at me and said, "So it doesn't bother you." "No, it doesn't bother me." "Good. I don't want you to be uncomfortable with our way of doing things." "So..." "Yes?" she smiled. "Well, I mean, how much do you two bring the others into your lives?" "Sometimes we keep them separate. Sometimes we share." Again she looked closely at me and said, "And that doesn't bother you either. Good." I smiled, "Different strokes." She grinned evilly, "Yes,.