"I've also made a small Moroccan orange and carrot salad. This is a slight adaptation of the recipe, as you did not have orange blossom water," I didn...t have orange blossom water?" I feigned indignation at Edwina. "Edwina, I thought you had my pantry well stocked!" Sorry sir," she answered in an obviously exaggerated drawl. "Safeway was fresh outta orange blossom water."Edwina and I laughed, and after a moment, I thought I heard a small, clear titter coming from behind the hand covering Mrs.. I went back into the house to find Kassie sitting alone on the couch."Where's Rylee?" I asked.She ignored me.I asked again, louder.She looked up from her cell with a nasty smirk on her face."We went up to your room to use the computer." She said"I came down here because I was on the phone." I suddenly got a very sick feeling in my stomach.I didn't even answer her I just turned and headed towards the stairs.My heart and mind were both racing.I knew what was probably happening, and in MY. “No fooling around with those sponges, get me clean so we can get out of here. We have all night to have fun together.”Neither girl responded, but they did pick up the pace of washing Amber’s body, and Amber easily noticed that the washing had become more utilitarian and less sensual. Kim and Anne made their way down Amber’s body, circling their sponges, and were finishing up by washing her feet and ankles. They had behaved themselves while washing Amber, except when Anne’s finger had taken. The same man from last night greeted us and said our timing was great as we had just missed the early rush and the mid rush didn’t start for another hour. A different waitress took our order and the man, who we found out, was the owner came over and sat at our table.He introduced himself as Scott Bailey and told us he owned the place. He had taken over from his father when he got back from Korea and we swapped a few lies about what it was like now versus then. He asked how long we were staying.