"And we can watch Handsome fucking Dominique at the same time. Come on now. Down on the floor."The lewd words excited her strangely, and through her d...ugged gaze she groaned in surrender as he pushed her now naked upper body over the marble coffee table, squashing her ripe young breasts out on either side as her defenselessly open buttocks presented itself to him. Her muscles felt like rubber, and she was forced to support herself by placing her hands on the floor.Her smoothly rounded. The drink was not much favored in the south, and might have been seen as an insult, if I'd been served it in the southern valleys. I'd had it once or twice before in my life, usually as a part of the midwinter feast at the tower, and liked it. I saw that most of the men sweetened theirs, but I was used to having mine plain. In my opinion, once you were used to the taste, the sugar just muddied the depths of flavor to be found in the drink.With our meal done we got busy getting the horses ready. Who is it?" It's David, David Jericho. He's a nice guy. If you call him, he will agree. He worships you almost as much as I do. He's in honors at school so he will know Martha by sight and she will know him. It would work."Britt called him. You could tell he was excited just to talk to her. She finished up saying, "David, I have a pretty friend who needs a date. I think you might like her and she might like you. If nothing else, you can have a pleasant time."She will be here. She will come with. But it haunted me; the picture, the kiss, the… everything! And Karen would never know. She’ll be in Portland with her mom. I didn’t sleep that night, thinking about the ‘what if’.Mornings are always clearer thinking times. Just not THIS particular morning. I probably hadn’t slept over an hour or so but was up early. I powered up the computer in my man-cave and opened that picture again. This time after I typed the message, I did hit the ‘send’ button. It was done. I was going to meet Pauli and.