She stopped for a moment. “I like you,” she chirped, as if surprised.He chuckled at that. “I like you, too.”“You like Mom more?” she asked...in a sad cooing voice.He hesitated to answer. Instead, he kissed her neck.“Lick me there,” she ordered him in a gentle, airy voice.He pushed her hair out of the way and slid his tongue up her neck to the back of her jaw. He licked up to her ear before stopping to spit out the hair that got stuck in his mouth. He went back down her neck and did it again.She. " Oh I have no idea how to start. Infact I do not know why I am here." Ah you are not the first man who told me that but it is a good start. So lets start with how you met F1." I know F1 since c***dhood. We were in the same class in school and sunday school." Ok so when did you first go out as boy and girl on a date?" oh that was about 2 years ago." Go on tell me more. What happened?" We went to the pictures." And" When went regularly." Did you kiss when you left her home?" Yes." Did you go. "Reservation for two please, Richard." Ah good evening sir, your booth is right this way, come with me please," the waiter says as he grabs two menu's and leads us towards our booth. Again, all eyes are turned towards you as we walk behind the waiter. Like a female cat, you glide across the floor, feet seeming not even to touch the floor your hips swaying gently, the soft swish of your skirt. We are shown to a table, a booth actually, with curtains, and seated."May I get you something to. He shrugged his shoulders and looked around the dancefloor to see if he could see Louise. He wondered if she had observed his little failure. She would be amused. She was dancing, and enjoying it as ever. Some of this modern music might be a bit tuneless to listen to but as one track merged into another powerful counter rhythms developed and shook her brain with excitement. Fluid, pulsating beats welled up and metamorphised into powerful riffs, which picked her feet, her backside, and her arms.