Lady Jeanne and Sir Robert were in their own castle preparing for the festivities. Lady Jeanne is making a wonderful fruit salad and Sir Bob is making... a wooden table to put all of the tributes and gifts on for King Arthur and Queen Guinevere from their subjects. Lady Jeanne and Sir Bob had been so happy this past year, So many things have been going on. The Battle which they thought they had lost each other. They are so bonded that they finish each other sentences and know what each other is. He had given me all he had. Yet, he wanted more, he wanted to please me. As we drove back to the coffee shop where we had met only a few hours ago, he again had his hand on my leg. But this time, he was more aggressive and more forward. He could tell by how hard I was that I needed and wanted him more with each passing mile. By the time we arrived at the coffee shop it was all I could do to not give into my needs in the parking lot. Only his promise to meet again the following night. Laurel carried in the smaller bolts of fabric setting them on a long table, she got out of the way as Jacob started to tell the Ladies about the quality of the fabrics and the wonderful gowns they would make. Laurel noticed that one of the Ladies barely looked at the fabric, she was a sad looking pretty woman with shiny brown hair and soft hazel eyes, when the woman went over and sat on a big old carved wood chair Laurel followed. "Is there something I could show you My Lady that might be of. After around 10 mins he finished his call and I could see few lounge people asking him whether he would like to have anything and from the way they were treating I noticed he is a big shot. So I just smiled at him and said hi to him and introduced ourselves.I was surprised after listening to his name and I knew his name since he is a very big real estate building company owner in the Serbian market. I asked him whether he like to have a beer and he said he don’t drink and smoke. I said sorry.