" It's different with me." Is that what she told you?" You have to trust me," sighed Nadia."I did. Remember?" Joanna dropped her bags. "I trusted you ...o not callher. I trusted you to keep your distance. I trusted you to keep us safe.You betrayed me."Nadia didn't say anything for a while. Part of her wished Joanna wasangrier. She wished Joanna would just yell at her. If it was a fight, atleast she could get angry in response. But this gentle resignation, thissoft acceptance, was worse than any. C. another $20 as a tip. And vowed to eat a lot more sandwiches. In fact, we returned there about a week later. I had gone back in the interim to test the food, and to talk with the owner. He knew about Sonja’s play dates with the waiters and liked the plan. When we got to the sandwich shop Sonja rushed to the back booth. I caught up with her in time to take the inside. Sonja skipped a couple of the preliminaries and had my pants unzipped in seconds. “Hi, I’m Marilyn and I’ll be serving you. I started kissing her tummy and navel. She ran her fingers gently through my hair making a slight hissing sound. With my right hand, I started to tug on her pant zipper. She got the cue and unzipped her pants and let them fall to the ground.I bent my head a little and planted a kiss on her pussy mound over her pantie that already had a wet patch. I placed both my hands on her hips and pulled down her pantie. She had a bit of hair on her pussy mound and the pussy was all wet and glistening.I. ’ ‘I’m sure I can help. What does he like?’ her French accent making everything sound so beautiful and lyrical. ‘No, no, no! You don’t understand. It’s a lady.’ ‘Oh! You like the ladies! No problem. We can help.’ ‘No, no, no! You don’t understand! She is a friend! Not a lover.’ ‘Oh a friend.’ replied the French woman, still not really understanding. ‘Yes! She is one of my best friends.’ explained Noella. ‘She and her husband leant me a car after mine was stolen. I want to say thank you!’ ‘You.