Rowdy had been furious that he’d missed all the excitement. When Crystal had told him all about it, he’d come to see Bob, but there hadn’t been ...uch to talk about, at that point. It was a waiting game, and it looked like things weren’t going to go down the way Bob had begun to hope they would.He was, in fact, in the process of digging a latrine at the line shack where, it was quite possible, he had become a father for the second time in his life, when one of the hands came tearing up on a. The she let go and turned like it was something she did everyday. My hand fell off her gorgeous ass and she smiled at Julie as if she was our servant. "We'll need a private table if you can." Julie was dumbfounded (which was awesome!) and just said "uh, do I know you?" Before I could explain, Mrs. stevens just said "I'm sure we don't. I'm Lana. Stephen's lover." Then the hostess took us, glared again at Julie and led us to a table. The whole time I'm all casual and trying to look like this is. She came over to my table where I was sitting with Bethany and about 4 others from our group, and asked if we had found everything (talking about the breakfast food). I was surprised that a French person was actually providing some cheerful customer service. When her eyes met mine there was an instantaneous spark. She spoke English well, though with her heavy French accent. She had long shiny straight strawberry blonde hair, big brown eyes, a gorgeous model face, incredibly sexy full lips. Her. Now, I won’t be boring you all with our family background and all. I am sure Aastha Didi must have told you about it. So, I will just begin with it.The incident took place a few years back when I was in the second year of my engineering. My batchmates and I had organized a Fresher’s Party for our juniors. We had chosen an empty field as the venue for the function. A large tent covering it completed was erected there for us to have our party. For those of you who don’t know about me, in my first.