Shilla who was opposite me was grinning like a Cheshire cat. She was shouting something to me, but with all the noise I couldn’t hear what it was ...he was saying. The music slowed and finally came to a halt. The other diners were still clapping and cheering as Shilla pointed to my front. Both my tits had parted company from my top and were now completely naked and on show to everyone. I blushed and hurriedly tried to make myself decent. Shilla put her arms around me and said that I. I stood and retrieved my top. I began to put my top back on. “No, please leave it off” you said, more of a command than a request. I smiled, happy to strut around your lovely home as a part of your art collection.While you pulled up your pants and became better arranged, I finished dinner, making sure your steak and asparagus, salad, cheese, and pecans were just as you liked them, arranging your place across from me so that you wanted for nothing. I called you to dinner and we engaged in. All my relationships before Jeff had been based on what they could do for me. They might get something they wanted, but there was no real reciprocation. My concept of a relationship had not included mutuality. Now that it did, I was able to look at a man differently, even though nothing about him had changed. Etienne was charming and I could see that with all his qualities, he could be someone it would be possible and even reasonable to care about. That was it, that was what had been missing.. I want you to witness this conversation and please don't start laughing and stir her up more than she already is." Ok, Harry, but I reserve the right to snicker now and then." Very funny, Beau."I got the knock on the door and the receptionist opened the door and let her in. She looked to be about forty or so and was wearing jeans that looked to be painted on and let me tell you she ought not be wearing jeans, let alone jeans that tight. Her rear was as wide as the big floor safe Beau was trying.