" She looked up from the menu. "And you?" Clams oreganata and the....veal francaise with the polenta gratin and mushroom bolognese," he said definitiv...ly as he closed the menu, placing it back on the table. Not knowing what to do with his hands, he reached to tear a piece of bread apart from the crusty loaf, dipping it in the rosemary and garlic infused oil. Sarah placed her chin upon her hand, and gazed at her father adoringly.Nick pointed to the bread basket. "Try some. The crust is. “I had intended to make it to Campomesnil, but it is late, and I already had to deal with two routiers this morning.”“Trouble on the road then?” Guillaume asked as he poured a goblet of red wine for his friend.“Nothing I couldn’t handle, but with the way things are now, it’s never wise to travel at night.”“We heard good news from the campaign, how did it go?”“It was like any campaign in this unholy war,” Jean explained. “We take a village back from the English only to lose it to them again in a. “You may call me Mistress!” she snarled, as she whacked his ass several more times.He couldn’t help it. He’d never been on the receiving end of this, and he was finding it strangely arousing. Seeing his quiet, docile wife in black leather, and hearing her order him, he was becoming hard as a rock.“Hmm,” she purred, as she stalked around to his front again. “You seem to like that.” She walked behind him again, and he tensed, anticipating more blows. At first there was nothing, and then he. “Ooohhhhhhh, Khadra.” Julie couldn’t help herself. She cupped the woman’s wavy hair and held her head to her breast. George snored just a foot away. This was too much. George would find out about everything if she couldn’t put a lid on the naked woman writhing on top of her. Oh, no. Julie realized that Khadra had forgotten her modesty. Julie could feel their skin to skin contact. The woman was so warm. Khadra’s thigh nudged in between Julie’s legs and rubbed up against Julie’s panties..