The meal was goodand we sat for a while just talking when my husband asked where do you want to go now, to a bar for a drink,or go home, I replied in ... whisper can we go to ???? and see whats happening,he nodded and off we set. It wasnt to long before we arrived, it was getting dark as we pulled in, there was a few cars around, we parked the car, turned off the lights and sat talking,I was not sure what to expect or what to do, niether was my hubby, when there was a tap on the window, on my. ‘Jennifer, can I ask a huge favor of you? I want to delay telling your parents until after 8pm on Thursday night. Do you think that’s possible?’ ‘Why?’ Jennifer sat up, pushed Peter onto his back and straddled him, not allowing him to move. ‘That seems so strange. Why Thursday? Why that time? You really can be perplexing, Peter.’ ‘Well,’ unwilling to reveal his plans, Peter was thinking hard, ‘I want to make the announcement really special, so bear with me – humor me – just this once. I want. The waiter dutifully set up the champagne and berries on the table in front of them, as requested, and was rewarded with a chip for his efforts. With the waiter gone and the door closed he loosened his tie and quickly returned to the sofa to find her offering him a glass of champagne. They sat and gazed into each other’s eyes and fed each other strawberries and sipped champagne. The kisses that interrupted their prandial pleasure became more frequent and more probing. Soon, the hands that were. He knew this would assure him cabbies whenever he needed them. The family went inside.The women were in awe. The splendor of the furnishings and the décor of the hotel, was overwhelming. It was unlike anything any of them had come up against, before. Even Bob and Dana were impressed by the opulence. Bob strode forward to the front desk. The clerk had seen him coming. He eagerly attended to Bob's request. They were given rooms on the second floor where all the rooms were the finest. Each of the.