"N-No ... I gotta..." I looked around her bedroom, wondering why she was doing this. We were both girls! She had a boyfriend!"No you don't, Tang..." H...ather sang softly and her fingers were almost touching my panties. She was leaning forward enough to kiss my knee and she did, kissing it as her hands pulled back, moving back up my thigh."P-Please..." I shook my head, " ... I'm not, um ... Oh!"I gasped as she'd lifted my leg higher, forcing me to lean back even more as her kiss found the back of. She would exhale and stop her movements, then press the Marlboro to her red lips and return to the dance. He watched her, and she watched him watching her. ‘Her?’ ‘No,’ he shrugged and pushed his own cigarette between his lips. ‘Too young.’ She nodded. He removed his gaze from the smoking blonde and traveled to the woman at the bathrooms, she too with a lean cigarette pressed between her pouty lips. Her lithe body, easily six foot, was pressed against the wall as she curved into a payphone. Beneath the canopy was a double row of hanging baskets, riotous flowers spilling over the rims. A doorman appeared as we climbed the steps, welcoming us into the blissfully cool, air-conditioned interior. But before I could take a look around, a bearded man in a dinner jacket came striding towards us, beaming his pleasure. ‘Adam!’ he exclaimed, clasping his hand and pulling him into a hearty embrace. ‘How wonderful to see you!’ I detected an underlying accent. French, perhaps? ‘You too, Anton.. They have a live orchestra-band in the center of the dining room that performs throughout the evening. They aren’t normally open for lunch, however the firm has it reserved to entertain some clients from Rome.”When they arrived Tony saw Jarred Smith, the CEO of the company. He went over and talked to him, then returned to their table.“I just told Jarred that we were here if he needed us. He said that the bitch was coming and Travis would be there later, so we can have lunch, and then go.”“Go.