’ Dave nodded, pretty clearly not knowing what he was agreeing to. ‘Hi Jeannie,’ Joe said. ‘This is my friend Dave.’ ‘Hi Dave,’ she said..., bowing in his direction. Dave smiled back. ‘Jeannie,’ Joe said, ‘I wish that you make Dave not able to hear us or notice we’re talking unless I say his name first. And you may call me Master again.’ ‘As you wish, Master,’ Jeannie said, smiling. ‘Did you want me to make it up to you for calling you Master in front of your friend earlier?’ ‘Yes,’ Joe said.. Before he had realized it, they had arrived. Eric helped Michelle out of the car and tipped the driver. They walked into the familiar restaurant and the French waiter seated them in a quiet corner thanks to a little green persuasion. This place is just as nice as last time, Michelle said. She admired the French restaurant where Eric had proposed to her. Cant say Im really surprised, theyre constantly booked solid. I had to put in the reservation a month ago, Eric said. Well thats how high end. It was the idea in my head and I immediately agreed to it. Ajay was so eager to sent me away, he suggested to go on the same day. I knew, he had some plan to send me only and stay back anyhow. I told him that dad’s coming in 2 days and want to meet him, so we would go in the next week. I wanted to enjoy their fuck and wanted dad to go on another trip for long. He was disappointed a bit, but agreed to it. We came back home. He was in no mood to leave for his uncle’s home. I suggested him to stay. In fact, no nothing. Well, plenty of something, but nothing of what he was used to. There were no other houses, There was no paved street. No mailboxes. No power lines. No cars. Just the sparse weathered forest of an undisturbed barrier island. A small, sandy path led from the porch in the general direction of the beach, and Billie stepped off to follow it. He had no usual frame of reference, but the winding path and the sound of the lightly crashing waves of the Gulf led him to dunes.