On the ride to the restaurant, Monia and I share more personal information about ourselves, careers, interests and hobbies and seem to really have a g...od rapport with each other. Thirty minutes later as promised, we arrive at Lavash located in Greater London, and as he cautions, it is a full house. Cars fill every open area and we are lucky to secure a spot a half of a block away. Monia exits the vehicle, retrieves his suit jacket from the back seat and puts it on. Monia opens my door and. Instead of teasing her, Shaeta was getting geared up to help her clean things up.Sensing that it would be a good move, I dug out another pill and followed them to the stream to wash Katia's bedding. I took a cup with me also. When we were out of site of everyone else I had Katia drink a cup of water and eat one of the last energy bars I had left. She balked but Shaeta told her not to be silly and that it would help."I can share a pill with her too if you think she can keep a secret," I said, to. "Not that controversial, " Sput said. "Now, here, Jane Fonda and Terry Southern, they're good. But, my God, Ezra Pound, for Christ's sake—he's a fucking poet. *' "We interviewed Allen Ginsberg, " Dill said, watching the girl's head bobbing up and down. "Yeah, but his poems are full of dirty words. That's different. " "Pound used fucking in a poem once, " Dill said patiently. "And the war he was against is so long ago that it's not controversial anymore. " "Nah, nah, one poet in five. Kelly squirmed on the bed, her hips digging into the quilt. This was not only Robert's fantasy, but her own as well, and she often thought the highlight of her week was their regular visit."Do you want me to tell you?" she asked shyly. "Or should I show you?" Maybe you should tell me first." She nodded with wide eyes. "Maybe you should show me later though. Just in case." He touched me on one of my boobies," she said, her left hand absently reaching up to cup her small tit, barely large enough.