She told me later that the woman was a little free with where she was placing her hands as well. However, she whispered to me that her panties were we.... lolThe saleswoman returned with a rack full of various slut wear for both of us. The first outfit Michelle flatly refused to try on. I took the saleswoman aside and explained any outfits which showed her midsection in any way were unacceptable. The woman refilled her rack with acceptable clothes.We both tried on clothes for probably the next. "I can see you're not happy. I only want to help." "No, I'm really okay," she pleaded in a low, nervous tone. Seeing her despair, I stepped in front of Karen and faced the smaller man. "Leave her alone, Mr. Cupler. She just had to get something out of her system. She's fine now." Don't interfere," he ordered in a strong manner. Cupid waved his hand, and I found myself being pushed out of the room by some invisible force. I stumbled into the hallway and the door closed on it's own. Then I heard. This time though she put a note in my hand as she prepared to put some black pepper on our shared starter. After she’d done a twist or three of the pepper mill and left the table I looked at the note. It gave her mobile number and asked if she could meet us outside of the restaurant.Joan and I read the note a couple of times – we were happy to meet up – another member of the harem would not go amiss. When Sam returned a few minutes later to check on progress with our starters I informed her. Etny main ek ny muskan ki pato p chutki katty hwy kaha warzish nhi karti kesy charbi chari pari hi sb muskara dye our muskan k mo sy siskari nikal gi aaaaah ooooh iiiiiii maholl bohat garm tha hum pancho ky bech main ek hot our knwari larki mojod thiPher ek ny muskan ky gal pe chutki kati our kaha mst mal hi banti ja rahi hi din b din ye sun kar sb muskray or ek dost bola ess ki charbi piglani pary gi kisi dinYe sun ky sb muskriye sb batin mery samainy ho rhi thi our muskan thouri sharma bi rhi.