Amanda had orders chilled crabmeat, while I had ordered a combination of steamed clams and crab-stuffed mushrooms. XXX Everything above her neck was what we comically referred to as the “no fly zone”. Amanda’s hair was still tied in a ponytail, calling attention her picture-perfect face, including her poignant cheekbones, sparkling eyes, and adorable freckles. He was attempting to be subtle, but he bore a wild look of disbelief that he was doing a poor job of hiding. “One last thing, Mandy.”
“Uh oh…”
I swallowed hard; this was the moment I had been waiting for. Lastly, she turned completely around and studied her backside. As I sat back and stared dumbly at my wife, I appreciated yet again how provocatively the skimpy minidress graced her body.
