He never took his eyes away, unless Shay just happened to look his way. He sat at a table on the other side of the room and watched her. Shay was a ...beautiful girl…..long ebony black hair that hung to her shoulder blades, a cute heart shaped face with a small chin and dimples when she smiled, a lovely curvaceous body, nicely stacked B cup breasts, and incredibly long legs!! Tonight she was wearing a satiny green sleeveless top that bared the magnificent artwork on her upper arms, a pair of. “That’s a good idea. I’ll walk over and meet you.”“You got it.” Damaso pulled out of the parking lot and got on the highway. After driving in silence, he asked, “Can I say something and, if it’s at all out of turn, you just tell me to shut up and drive?”“Go ahead,” said Nick warily.“I just ... hope you’re not sneaking around on Miss Emily with another woman. You should treat a girl like that right,” said Damaso.Nick laughed. “I am meeting with another woman. Emily knows who it is and that it’s. She was a bright girl so decided that her safest course of action was to target married males who would have plenty of motivation for secrecy. There was the need to be discreet because of their marital status, but also if they wished to continue getting prime pussy. The second was probably the stronger motivator.An additional benefit, she hoped, might be that her target “consumer” would know more about how to please her in a satisfactory way. If they didn’t, she could offer to teach them new. She handed the bottle to Bob and he said, "Let's see what a three hundred dollar bottle of French wine tastes like. I don't think that this wine is supposed to be served ice cold but let's try it."He didn't wait for her to reply. He walked into the kitchen and got two wine glasses from the cabinet above the sink and look around for the wine bottle opener. After several minutes she heard him say "finally."He sat a water glass down in front of Ann and poured the wine until the glass was about.