She pointed to a wet bar in one corner. “Two fingers of scotch on the rocks. Nothing for you.” She sat in an armchair, eyeing me, a slight smile o... her lips.An easy order to fill. I crossed the room to her and dropped to one knee, swinging the drink in an arc, then forward to present it to her.She barely inclined her head. She crossed her legs so that one pointy heel was right in front of my face. “Worship.”I gulped and held her heel gently as I kissed and licked her toe, then the bottom of the. "We heard about the fight you got in today at school today. That was mighty noble of you. Ron was very impressed. Charlotte is of course on cloud nine over you. She showed me the letter too. You're quite a special guy, Anthony."Charlotte came downstairs in a ravishing little evening gown. I was immediately smitten with the desire to tear it off of her, but I of course resisted. She came at me with a camera, and I grimaced at her, feeling too modest for such lavish attention. She stood there. Whilst the older section of the party had been enjoying aperitif Ella, Ehani and Terry had been laying the table whilst Luc, Margaret and Nicola had worked miracles that may have had some connection with the girls hard work and pre-preparation.Dinner even to those now used to such quality was particularly good. Luc's greater experience had added a special touch. Ella listened to the snatches of conversation about her. Margaret telling Quentin that she had learnt new things just spending two. She had always been taller than me, about 5'10'' but now I was 6'1" and she had to look up for the first time. "Is it really you?" She looked again at the invitation and noticed the VIP gold border. We chatted a little; I asked about her brother and her mom. They both lived in Florida now, she said. Peter was a Police officer in Sarasota. She worked for the MET, obviously. I introduced my date, Svetlana, twenty two, all legs. We kissed again on the cheek. "Give Peter my best," I said, " say hi.