"Well, Mad," he said, still admiring the bare breast at the neighboring table, "we've come a long way from Lindsay's Bayside Restaurant."Leaning close... to make herself heard, Madeleine spoke directly into Sam's ear. "Lindsay's was an absolutely lovely evening, Sam. I don't think I'll ever forget how sweet it was of you to take me to such a fine restaurant. I'd like to go back there with you again, sometime soon."But right now, Sam -- tonight. It's been another kind of fun, being with you here,. ‘Right, go put the kettle on. I’ll take a coffee’. I trotted off to the kitchen and did as I was told. When I returned to her office she had everything ready. ‘From what David told me she has started the ball rolling, so she should be paying, but you can rest assured she’ll try to plead poverty and claim legal aid. That’ll land you with the bills. We’ll have to head that one off at the pass. But first things first, can she lay her hands on your money?’ ‘Well she has her own bank accounts. We. She was messing my hairs and her hands were on my head. She was pushing my head towards her and kissing me like mad. I was literally out of breath. I pushed her a bit. She surprised. I took a deep breath and I brought her close and kissed her. She was not stopping. I had to push her a few times to take a breath.She removed my shirt or I say she tore my buttons on the shirt and removed my shirt. She then removed her top while kissing me. She was not stopping at all. She unhooked my belt and then. As the car drove by, I looked at the driver. My eyes widened. The driver was a woman. She was drop dead gorgeous! She looked to be in her mid-late thirties. She was blonde and had on what looked to be a sun dress. When she drove by she saw me standing on my driveway and waved. I waved back but by then she already drove past. She turned into a house two doors down. I never seen her before and I wondered how she was related to Mr. Jones, a widower who lived in that house two doors down. Then I.
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