Your Samantha's friend, you were togetherthat night. Sam's alright, I like her." He frowned slightly " She wasn't inyesterday and she's usually here b... now if she's coming. Due in half anhour, so maybe. ... You look worried is she in trouble of some sort. MaybeJan knows something they're friends." He pointed to one of the waitressesacross the room.'Jan. Had Sam ever mentioned a Jan.' Resignedly acknowledged to herselfthat she hadn't really cared to listen if she had. Too caught up in her. Maybe it was my imagination but I thought I detected a hint of disappointment in her question.I frowned and turned to look in the direction she had indicated."Ah... No," I smiled. "He thought I was alone and came over. I think he was trying to chat me up. Quite flattering really. Would you like a drink or shall we go straight to the table?" I don't mind," she replied but I am quite hungry. I haven't eaten since this morning." In that case..." I said and, taking her arm in mine, guided her. His mouth was bone dry, his head a mixture adrenaline and sexual intoxication. How he'd longed to serve this beautiful dominant woman in the flesh.The room was dead silent, the curtain drawn shut so that the only light was the soft glow of the desk lamp. She was sitting there, legs crossed and in a silk bedroom gown. Her shoes were black like the gown, with black embroidered roses on the toes. She was clearly wearing silk stockings. He was instantly rock hard and pretty sure he sensed a drop of. I was tingling all over, and after what I just did with Brandon and everything, well, it didn't seem so bad, it just seemed a little exciting." Michael was now beside himself and Michelle could easily see. She was immediately happy and excited herself that she had decided to tell this to Michael. Still, this was all so new to both of them and she took his hand and whispered, "Honey, are you okay with that?" It was now Michael's turn to take a deep breath and he did. Finally, he smiled and.