I don't think that I can serve that to Mademoiselle. Her age."Megan scowled, looking disappointed.Dave frowned, reached into his pocket and removed hi... wallet. He extracted a ten pound note and tendered it to the waiter."Just a 'coke' then," he replied, looking directly into the eyes of the waiter.The waiter hesitated. He looked from the note to Dave to Megan and back to the note again. His tongue emerged and wet his lower lip.The money disappeared into the waiter's side pocket."Oui,. He couldn't see anything that looked like office or clerical work that didn't involve him needing a sponsor.The clatter of a grille being raised announced that someone at least had deigned to open one of the appointment windows. James joined the line and shuffled forward as one after the other of the waiting group made their way to the window.As he reached the front of the queue the girl on the other side of the window, looked up. She was barely twenty years old looked up but she looked as. "It was quite the show."Tara snickered under her breath. "Well, I'm okay now. I think I can control myself, for a few minutes anyway." Oh, sure," I said, hoping it went over as friend joshing friend, "You've had your fun., but what about me?"Tara drained her glass. "I suppose it would serve me right to have to endure the sight of your enjoyment." I might need another glass of wine if you expect me to perform." The very fact I entertained the idea was enough to tell me the spirits were already. ‘I am not flaunting! How does it feel for you to expose your fiancée in front of her family?’ she countered. ‘It feels great, Sherry. I enjoy it immensely. But you did not answer my question,’ said the unrepentant Matt. ‘Well I do not enjoy it!’ countered Sherry, her eyes flashing with anger. ‘One thank you, Sir. May I please have another,’ said Sherry as the first spank landed. ‘How do you feel getting spanked in front of your favorite uncles, Sherry?’ said Matt as he landed the next spank..