"Bonsoir," I returned lamely."Français?" she asked. I shook my head and made a face. "OK. I try to speak English for you. My name is Danielle," she t...ld me cheerfully. Her accent was distinct but not too thick and her friendly, melodic voice made me warm to her. I smiled at her as she brought the trolley over and she smiled back. She was really very pretty, with big, dark eyes and full lips, both of which were made all the more attractive by her lovely smile. Her simple nurse's outfit revealed. ”She was almost turned around to head back to the women’s side when she noticed his reaction to her words, his face showing respect.“What?” she said a bit uncomfortable under his stare.Josh shook his head and smiled saying “Nothing, let’s get your things.”Walking past the shoe section, Josh saw a similar pair as the ones she was gawking over when they met.“Aren’t these the ones you were looking for?” he asked her pointing at the boots.“Funny rich boy” she smiled “have you looked at the. They curve very nicely, they’re firm, they’re extremely responsive to our hands and fingers and lips and tongues, and when the boys come, watch or swallow it’s a treat. Oh, and it feels great when the boys rub them against us, cheek, back, buns, boobs, anywhere. Skin on skin, one of God’s many gifts to us.There. I’ve said it. Beautiful boners. I turned to Ruth.“What do you think, Ruthie?”“Magnificent, Charlie. Boners of the gods, for sure.”“For sure.”The boys preened. Sheesh. I mean, they’re. “Fine.”“What do you want? Greek? Thai? Italian?”“Anything.”“Ok. There’s a pub close to my place. Let’s go there.”“Whatever.”We drove in silence after that. I parked at the pub, got out, and went to open her door for her. She was already standing on the sidewalk when I got to her side of the car. When we were seated, she glanced at the menu, then looked up at me.“Are you going to tell me what to eat, too?”“What?”“You’re in charge this weekend, or so I’ve been told. Are you going to choose what I.