I already had my manhattan in front of me and it was half empty.I saw her come in. Maybe she needed a drink too. I smiled inwardly at the thought. Gui...lt can be the cause of any number of psychological reactions. She saw me and waved. I did not wave back. She came up to the table I’d secured toward the back of the B&G and stood for a moment looking down at me.“We okay?” she said. I shrugged.“We have work to do. You gonna eat?” I said. I’d already ordered my chef’s salad. “Don’t worry it’s Dutch. Extremely satisfied with Bonnie’s performance, they had her and Elizabeth to get dressed while Tim and Frank put on their clothes. When they got downstairs, Mark and Britney were already dressed and waiting in the parlor.“Well, what do you think?” Mark asked, looking at the two brothers.“Bonnie was absolutely fantastic. She, along with her daughter, are going to be extremely valuable assets to the club,” Tim said.“Yeah, a hell of a recruiting tool for new male members. Beautiful and sexy. Of course she was going to do it. The jack-ass knew she had no choice. She sat up in bed. Yawning she asked, "You want it the usual way?" "You know it!" he piped in. "But make it a sour dough bun instead of onion. And I want some of your sweet potato strings too." “Why not a salad, as well?” Teaghan asked, sarcasm mode on. “That's a great idea!” Andres chimed. “Balance out those carbs. Drizzle some of that honey-balsamic dressing of yours on it, Tigger.” Teaghan seethed quietly.. This time, when I fondled her tits she didn't say anything but just held me closer."Best tits in the room," I whispered in her ear, while I undid another button.Now I could get my hand inside the front of her dress and squeeze her naked flesh.After a few minutes, a faster number came on and I left her dancing alone to the raw beat; Shit, what a sight. The busty blonde couldn't leave it, couldn't have some other women steal her thunder, no, she had to come over and compete on the dance.