His arms surrounded her, and his hands met on the bare, warm skin of her back. Blossom held the kiss for a full minute, her hands tangling in his hair....At last they broke their embrace. "Thanks for the dinner, Daddy," Blossom said in a stage whisper as they passed the obviously shocked couple.Nick's mind was awhirl. To his own shock, he realized he now had an erection, his hard cock pressing against his pants. He hastily buttoned up his sports coat, hoping it would cover up the bulge. For a. ”“No, I like sci-fi. I’m not big on horror, but sci-fi is okay.”“Sweeet! My kind of girl!” I bubbled. “Dinner before or after?”“After?”“Okay, I need to get you by six. Where do I pick you up?” I got Dawn’s address, and suddenly, I was dating! THAT hadn’t happened in, like, a year... The old, happy Dawn came tripping out of her house as I pulled up — maybe a tad curvier, but the smile was there. I was pleased to death at that. She was dressed nicely, too, like before. At the theater, she stuck. She became the exclusive provenance of my desire. Until I met Charlie.“So she was with other boys?”“Yes. A few. Older men too. One was her professor, which proved disastrous. We managed to scheme a way to get him out of Berklee and out of our lives.”“Scheme?”“Yes. I have always had a gift for strategy.”Essie laughed. “I’m beginning to see your charm.”“How so?”“Let me guess. You’re very good at chess.”“Yes. But my fondness for games has transferred to Go.”“Me too!”“Unfortunately, I find it more. He told her of the plan, and she assured him she could and would make it happen. That she was the cook was simply luck but I was not opposed to having it.She told him the men who had been gone on a clan gathering were due back in three days. If custom was followed, they would all get drunk and then take all the new slaves they brought with them.That would be the best time to feed them. Holding up the dinner for a while would have them drinking more on empty stomachs which would help to dull.