We drank to our friendship, to what he termed my “brilliant future” and nearly everything else he could come up with to toast. The clear liquid bu...ned my throat and warmed my belly. I was soon feeling relaxed and content, and finding it much easier to chat animatedly with Franz.We carried on conversing well into the evening, pleasantly passing the hours. With a few drinks inside us, the barriers between us gave way to a comfortable frankness usually shared between good friends of considerable. His hand went among my legs on a side and stayed there, pushing against my sensitive pussy every few seconds, making me gasp in excitement. I knew this was a dream now. It had to be. right?He licked my neck once making my shiver then bit down, breaking the flesh and into my neck. I felt a tingling sensation among my legs and my neck at the same time. I felt the blood leave my body. I closed my eyes and put one hand on the back of his neck, pulling him closer, edging him on to drink more. He. "Yep, that's right," Heather said. "I'll be spending every other week with her starting the week after Halloween."David furrowed his brow. "With her? As in after school? Tutoring you in--?"Heather shook her head. "No, I mean living with her. But I'm sure Mom wants to tell you all the details, don't you, Mom?"Penny's eyes became ice. Her Aura churned. "Heather, you will not say another word." Why? I mean, it's going to be so cool, isn't it? I'm sure that's what you'll say once you figure out. Although it was a favourite hangout for corporate types, she didn't think so. But yes, she had to agree, this definitely wasn't Cédric's wife. She definitely wasn't his secretary or business partner either.The woman chuckled her throaty laugh at this again. She reached out a hand to lay it on Brigitte's arm. She asked her if there was anything on or off the menu, which she would recommend. The hand seemed to send little pulses through her skin. Brigitte immediately understood what she meant by.