Why don’t I buy you dinner? In fact, why don’t I make dinner for you later? What are you doing tonight?” I found myself accepting her invitation... already anticipating the date. She gave me her card with her address scribbled on the back and left me with a smile as she turned towards the door. “Make it nine she said over her shoulder.” She paused and then asked, “Is there anything you don’t like?”“No, I’m easy. Bye” I waved and then she was gone.Denise had cleaned up, the fridge gleamed and. Please Dog me out J.V., b.. Oh, Lod- my God Please Dog me'×,::AsS out!" I Awwlll Bitch, you aint gotta ask me twice, bend ya fat big titty ass over Bitch, now take this roast beef - bitch, hahhhH!" I pushed you and your big ass Ripe Wet Heavy Flawlessly aged Saggy ass MONSTER Designer rolling Luggage Suitcase titanic tank bombers White Boriqua oily Titties over and proceeded to get deep down pretty thug God Gangsta nasty dirty all in that ass, . 'You want this strong long pipe dontchu gorl.?". This deadline was important and could not be put off, so no dinner at home tonight. She would stay until she was done. The office would empty by the early evening and it would be quiet. No phone calls, no conversations with co-workers, just time to concentrate her efforts and work. She realised that she had to draft in a colleague to help her. As it happened, Andrew was still there. He was one of Robert’s oldest friends and had introduced Juliana to Robert, after she had joined the law firm. . " I said rubbing my hand over my butt."Lets go get something to eat, and then I want to take you back here and fuck the hell out of you," he said taking me by the hand and pulling me out the door, down the hallway, and out to his truck. He started the truck up and we drove to the diner down the street from the house and quickly ordered. There wasn't much small talk as we ate our meal. Both of our minds were on what was going to happen when we got back to the house.Luke gave the waitress a 50.