"Well, we're not a French Restaurant. We're mostly Northern Italian..."There were some groans from the back."No, no, not Italian," Sharon said. "North...rn Italian is very different -no heavy tomato sauces, virtually no pasta or heavy cheeses. NorthernItalian is a style all its own, with some French and German influences."The women arrayed behind Renee looked doubtful, but Sharon could see shehad caught her interest."Normally," she went on, "I couldn't seat a party this large without. But he's selling this stuff to a few people, including yours truly, that helps us get to that higher state of mind too. Hey! I could get you some!" I am trying not to laugh, the story is so ridiculous! But then again, he does have a crazy hot redhead attached to his dick and 20 women in the front of his house."Damn girl," Dan says, looking down at his crotch and the head moving up and down on it. "You're good at this! What did you say your name was again?"I cant believe it! He doesn't even know. The way the manager dressed had always been perfect and professional, but still her selection of delicate blouse and long skirt, of patterned stockings and stiletto heels always allowed for a hint of mystery that caused every man and a few women to stop and stare for a moment. There was something about Jessica, something that had captivated Sabrina from the very start, something that the young redhead knew she would never be able to explore or discover.Sabrina's attention suddenly shifted away. But the way Myra’s body melted into his so willingly made it impossible for him to stifle the erection that formed so utterly. Everything decent in Eric told him to hold the girl until her crying subsided then step back and compassionately show her the door.Having never had children he lived with a fetish of wanting to have sex with a pregnant woman. And when Myra unknowingly wiggled and pushed her tummy against his throbbing bulge the excited piano teacher became helplessly enthralled by.