She smiled and picked up her menu. XXNX I don’t normally eat this much,” she told him and then a devilish thought came to her, “Or maybe it was last night and this morning. Next she went back out to get more bags. I don’t like fat slaves.”
She laughed, “Michael, you’re in luck, I have a high metabolism, so I won’t get fat, but that same goes for you too. Enjoying her discomfort, Michael began to look through the Wal-Mart bags to find a thong, her shampoo and conditioner, soap and other bathroom things she might need to take a shower, he sat these on the table. He decided to tell her, “As for you since I know you are dying to know, I feel close to you.
