"Yes please." Brian put his beer down and thenwent into the kitchen.When Brian came back he was carrying a glass of white wine. He offeredthe glass to...Jessica. Jessica looked at the glass and then back atBrian. "What?" Brian asked knowing what was coming. "Where's my beer?"Jessica asked. "Oh no," Brian said. "In this world women drink wine andit's the men who drink beer," he said with a smirk. "You're loving thisaren't you?" Jessica said to her fianc?e as she took the glass."A little," Brian. The way the display seemed to be made out of thin-air reminded me of Star Wars holograms, and stupefyingly rich folks with a tendency to spent it on perfectly useless gadgets such as this one. The Baron offered me a glass of a rich, full-bodied brandy that didn't require a connoisseur's experience to tell it was the best stuff on Earth. He sat opposite me, cupped his own glass in his hands, drank a mouthful, tasted it thoroughly, swallowed and said:"Fantastische, ja?" You mean the brandy? I'm. Yet I wondered if she had ever been with a black girl before. One day, we chatted online and she showed me some pictures of herself. The first picture she showed me was one with her bare, freshly waxed pussy; it was so pink and pretty. Another picture she showed me was one which she took a picture of herself in the mirror, lifting her shirt up and revealing her tiny perfect tits and her flat stomach. I've never had an encounter with another girl before, but if I was to have one, she would be my. "Hello" He said, I giggled, "Hello Mr Grey." He led me into the Cafe, with was very busy, why it had to be that day to be busy when all I wanted to do was sit down and talk to him. We were finally served and he took the tray and lead me to the table. I am thinking about him, how tall he is, taking in his body underneath his clothes, distracting myself by pouring far too much sugar into my coffee."Sooooo" He drawled.. "Hmmmm, here we are" I replied, "What have you got in the envelope Mr Grey,.