"I'm not sure whether I'm glad to hear that or whether I'm saddened." Why?" she asked"Oh, I never thought to ask, but you must have other company, a b...yfriend perhaps." Me? You've gotta be joking! Who'd have me?" She replied."Me." I said. "I'm having you. You are a very attractive young woman, and you just seem to grow on me, and I damned sure that any young fella would be daft to turn you down." Well, they must all be daft then." I couldn't agree more, their loss is my gain." And we went into. “He seems quite harmless to me.” Jo reached for her and kissed her. It was her first act of intimacy from him in a while. “Believe me,” he told her. “I was watching him looking at you when you left the room; couldn’t take his eyes off your bum.” Carla retuned the kiss and reached down for his groin. It was nice to be wanted and even nicer that it had stirred Jo into some sort of action. “Maybe he will keep you on your toes then?” she laughed. He gave a nervous laugh. “You know what they say. "Is this all right? It's a bit isolated where the unfortunate other diners tonight won't be able to enjoy your loveliness but I want you all for myself."I expected some reference to our earlier coupling but he knew we both still had it on our minds and that it didn't need mentioning.There was a chilled bottle of Champagne, a very nice one, at that, standing at our table which the maitre-d opened and poured for his approval. He nodded, then our glasses were filled.We lifted them as he left us. Sleep now. Sleep now.You are now totally and completely submissive to me. You are completelyand totally under my control. All I want you to do for now is sleep.I am going to stop massaging your foot now. My one complaint about aman's foot is that it is just sooo ugly. I mean you guys don't even tryto make your foot pretty like us women do. (Candee picks up a bottle ofred nail polish, unscrews the cap and starts to paint the toe nails onthe foot.) Let's see if we can make your foot look pretty..