Hmmm ... perhaps ... do you have ice and blood oranges?"Raoul suppressed the smirk that fought to quirk the corners of his mouth at Erik's odd request... After their long years of friendship, Raoul had become used to the sudden, seemingly unrelated shifts in the topic of conversation by his friend. His curiosity aroused at this latest turn, he responded."Of course, we have ice. The blood oranges, now, those I will have to check with the kitchen, but most likely we do as Phillipe has a penchant. She imagined it was Ann's hands touching her. She couldn't believe how excited she was getting. Touching her pussy she was shocked how wet she was. Closing her eyes she pictured it was Ann's fingers touching her.A knock at her bedroom door brought her out of her fanticy. Are you ok, came from the other side of the door. Her covered with her vaginal juices, she didn't realize she was so loud bringing herself to orgasm. I'm alright mother, she called out. It was just a nightmare.Friday night. Wait are you talking about Moore’s? I knew you would do something over the top. You were very smart in high school.’ ‘Yes ma’am. I own all of those restaurants.’ ‘That’s amazing. I’m very impressed. I have heard so many good things about it. I have never been in because a teacher doesn’t make that much and so I try and watch my expenses.’ ‘Well thank you for that.’ She smiled this sexy little smile and was a bout say something out until her phone started ringing. ‘I’m sorry would you excuse. I asked if she had seen March's court order. She admitted that she had. She thought it authentic. She decided there was no minor present and left. There was no disturbance nor an adult molesting a minor and the two police officers left quickly. The lady in the clerk's office wasn't even the one to deal with the license nor was she a supervisor in the office. She has been embroiled in issues of overstepping her bounds before and Jim Mason, the clerk, said that she will probably be terminated.