I couldn't exactlyremember how I got the pasta sauce on me in the first place but I was glad Idid. Then he moved to my chest. Licking the top of my br...easts, between themuntil my shirt blocked him from going further. He moved his head up again, histongue running over my neck and collarbone. I held his head to me, loving thefeel of him.Suddenly he stopped. He pulled back and looked into my eyes. He put his lips tomy ear. "Delicious," he whisped, sending shivers down my spine. I knew he wasabout. RING RING.... my cell started to ring, "what are the chances, this world is crazy, " I told my self again.I picked my phone up and looked at the caller ID, it was KAREN calling me. I got nervous and excited at the same time. Thousands of scenarios came to my head in less than a second. "Hello there..." Hi, I need your help, look at my window," she demanded while looking for me at my window; "listen I can decide which undies to wear tonight." Holding now her phone tilting her head and her. A song that gave Shell good loving memories.Shell picked a song an old song. But Ryan knew the song.Ryan typed to Shell.Hear the music Shell. The orchestra is playing it for you.You look wonderful tonight. Let us dance. You smell so good and feel so soft. Shell feel the music. Feel it lift you as to float.Shell was lifted and feeling the music. Ryan then kissed her neck and said perhaps you would like to sit. Shell responded "Yes"Take my arm. They walk and sat down. Still hear the music. Shell. The look on his face said it all. He looked gobsmacked. “That husband of yours is one lucky bastard,” he told her. She smiled. “Can I get you a drink?” he asked her. “I had better not,” she replied. “Please,” he said. “Just one drink,” he pleaded. Sandra gave in. How could she refuse him after all that he had done for her. They sat in a corner and talked quietly as she sipped her glass of wine. “You think he will like the outfit then?” she asked him. “If he doesn’t he’s bloody mad,” he.