In between drinking, they got up and danced fairly wildly.When Midnight came, Abby invited Clive back to her house to share the rest of the champagne....She drove them back in her car. Clive told her that he worked as a Senate Intern – a position his rich father had got him. When they got into her living room Clive poured them both a glass. After their second glassful, Abby stood up and gave him a twirl which flashed her white lace panties again. Clive dropped onto the floor and took close up. Of course, that was two bottles and several wheels of cheese ago. Needless to say, we are in no condition to go anywhere."Monique laughed. "Alexander, have you gotten my manservant drunk?" I am not drunk, ma'am. I am mellow. What is a four letter word for sex?" Fuck," Samantha said, causing Alex to look up at her quickly, no trace of inebriation in his motions."A four letter word for sex," she said, causing another round of laughter as the waiter brought the wine, glasses, bread and menus."And. Taran and Neelima ate and caught up with the family events and other issues. Both ate heartily. Their conversation flowed without any awkward silences or pauses from father-daughter matters to a couple issue as if they both cerebrally and intuitively adapted to both roles without trying at all.Neelima was gossiping about her professors some of them played tennis or golf with Taran when she stopped and smiled, "Daddy, you want us to go to bed now.!" Sorry beta, I could not keep looking at you. In this business, I’ve seen the results of both. The man who comes in here and batters at my pussy using his cock as a weapon has been hurt by a woman. I’ve had men come in who couldn’t get it up, just because of what a woman has said to him.”“Couldn’t get it up?” Dexter asked.“It’s true,” Bambi said. “I find dealing with that situation really difficult, particularly when he’s small down there. You know that he’s heard a thousand times that size doesn’t matter, but he knows that’s a lie. Size.