She stuck her lower lip out in an adorable little pout for a tiny moment, which made me chuckle to myself. Her foot ventured back to my turf under the...table, but she confined it to rubbing my lower leg affectionately. This was acceptable to me as it was substantially less risky. I kept my dining knife resting on my thigh in case I needed it again.She wisely kept her damned foot to herself for the remainder of the meal. That didn't keep her from going out of her way to be as cute as possible and. Still, there was water in the barrens, and it wouldn’t hurt them to go without food for a while. They were trained mercenaries—they would probably live through the ordeal. If they didn’t, Razai wouldn’t shed any tears, but at least she could say truthfully that she hadn’t killed them.She remained in her demon disguise in case any of the men tried to return, but she picked through their belongings to look for anything interesting. After transferring all the food into two of the packs, she. The woman carried a purse in one hand and had her jacket wrapped double and hanging over the other. She wore a beige blouse, tucked into a loose skirt of the same color which reached down to about knee height. Aside from that she was wearing flesh colored nylon stockings and brown, suede pumps.Within a second, John estimated that she was probably a secretary, or an accountant or something along those lines. In any case she was most likely a somewhat mousy, maybe shy lady who would probably let. ." He starts. "That new members are...erm... they have to be our plate, our serving dish." You want me to serve everyone?" No you are the plate." I was still puzzled."You lie in the middle of the table and we all eat our food off you." Why didn't you say? Which end is my head to go?"With plenty of help, I climb onto the table and arrange myself as they direct. Then Sue starts serving the meals and carefully placing them on me! Luckily the food is cold. They sit either side of the table, two.