“No, stand. I think you’ll be cuter that way. Aaron, dig in. You’re going to need the energy.”I cut a piece off a steak while Jess just stood ...here.“Come on, we don’t have all night. Well, we do, but I don’t want to wait all night. Unless you want me to do it for you,”Jess quickly moved her hands down to her pussy. She rubbed them over the newly shaved mound a few times before pushing one finger in and pulling it back out, soaked in her juices.I ate slowly as I watched Jess clumsily finger. "Sure do! It's a great club! Why?"I saw Carla give me a disapproving look, but it was too late."Well," I went on. "We're going dancing there later tonight. Maybe ifya'll come by we can dance some." Sounds great!" he answered. "We'll see you there." Good," I said. "Bye then. And thanks again for the drinks." Carlaand I then walked to the front of the restaurant to see if our tablewas ready."Don't worry," I assuaged her. "We'll give them each one dance andthen move on. It's the least we can. He took it in stride, just likeyour brother did. He loves you deeply, he did it for your sake."She still felt bad about what happened. Fiona knew not to dwell on thattoo much so asked about what happened to her friends afterward. This wasa sore spot for Joy, one untouched until then.Joy composed herself and admitted, "I talked with several State Policetroopers then with psychologists who wanted to know more about mygrandparents. They were interested in them for some reason, not a lot ofwhat. ”“Yes, Valie, Yes!” he praised. “You’re doing so much better now! It must feel so good to just let go of the illusion that you are in control, that you know what’s best. Now you understand that you need guidance. You need direction. And you’re going to get it, Valie dear. Thanks to your boyfriend, myself, and all of us here at BimboTech. You’re very grateful, aren’t you?”“Yes! Grateful! Like, Thank you! It’s like so clear now!” Valie said.She was grateful. Very grateful. It felt so good to give.