She seemed like a yokel every time she came in.Chez Alasco was a French/Italian fancy restaurant. Jan enjoyed it and it seemed to be her favorite sin...ce she did a birthday party there earlier. To Victor it was a fake high-class restaurant. It was a cheesecake factory redone to appear in the snobby five-star range. It was nice, but it wasn’t worth the twenty-dollar drinks, and pretentious atmosphere.“Hey, Jan.” Victor walked up and gave her a hug. “We got a table, come on.” Victor said. I told him to be very quiet and to listen, he might learn something. About ten minutes later the door bell rang and I went and let in my friend Sonya, she was another woman about my same age that CUB had never meet. We came in and sat down and started with just some office talk then I asked her what she knew about being a Dominatrix. She got a very big smile and asked me why I wanted to know. I told her that my husband wanted me to dominate him sexually and he wanted me to be a Dominatrix but. ‘Mmm, Kiva, I love you.’ ‘I love you too, stud.’ Kiva sighed, her voice quiet and distant, her hand ruffling my hair. Kiva seemed slow in returning, looking at me with loving eyes and a small, distant smile as she ruffled my hair and then ran a thumb over the ridges in my ear. I didn’t know how long this would last, and as much as I’d want it to last forever, there were things that needed to get done, and a flight to catch. Hating to break her mood, I leaned forward and kissed her forehead,. ’Simon leaned forward and wrote down the first thing that entered his head. Mandy finished writing, folded the paper and waved it in the air like a baton. ‘All we have to decide now is who is going to read it out.’‘You, if you want.’ Simon heard a croak in his voice.Mandy sat beside him. ‘Let’s see,’ she said, ceremoniously unfolding the first part.‘Miss Duval.’ Mandy sighed. ‘God Simon, that was predictable.’She unfolded the next part. ‘Met Simon.’‘Just open it all,’ Simon interrupted, the.