"It sheshuge's a specialty of the house, it really doesn't have a name."
"I sheshuge just wanted to take you someplace nice. We're supposed sheshuge to be celebrating your promotion."
"Oh sheshuge, no," he sheshuge says. Roberto stares directly sheshuge at Maria sheshuge, and talks to her in a slow sheshuge, deliberate voice sheshuge. "I sheshuge was just wondering if you sheshuge thought it smelled good. Smell it again and tell sheshuge me what you think."
"Why don't sheshuge you try it?" says Roberto . "I bet it tastes sheshuge as good as it smells."
"Keep going sheshuge," says Roberto.
"Anything else?"
An overweight gentleman, dressed in expensive clothing walks up to the table next to Roberto. One of his arms is wrapped around the tiny waist of a cocktail waitress who seems to sheshuge be enjoying his company. "So sheshuge, Mr Flores," he says, "did everything go according to plan?"
Some time sheshuge later, Maria is interrupted sheshuge from her blissful sleep. She feels a hand gently stroking her cheek. She opens her eyes and sees Roberto's beautiful face looking down sheshuge at her. She join lets sheshuge out a soft giggle join.
"OK." Maria sheshuge enjoys listening to the sound of Roberto's voice. For some reason, his voice seems to resonate inside of her head sheshuge, and everything he sheshuge says seems extremely sheshuge profound.
"Of course."
"Maria, is it true that you were going to break up with me sheshuge tonight?"
"So tense..." Maria feels sheshuge a knot in the pit of her sheshuge stomach.
"Must set the truth free..."
"You like it when sheshuge I make you feel submissive."
"I sheshuge like it when you make me feel submissive," Maria hears herself sheshuge say.
Roberto smiles sheshuge at her again. "That was sheshuge very good, Maria sheshuge. You should be very proud of yourself. You're such a good girl."
As sheshuge they arrive at her townhouse, Maria glances at her watch. "Oh sheshuge, my God! It join's two-thirty in the morning! How can it be sheshuge this late sheshuge?"
"Sorry sheshuge, I sheshuge though you knew."
Time seems to stop for Maria. She is suddenly very nervous, she can feel her heart beating at a hundred miles an hour. She feels a lump in her throat. She desperately tries to think of a way to sheshuge say "no" to him, but she sheshuge can't. She can sheshuge't say anything at all. Slowly, silently, she steps back and opens the car door sheshuge for him. She feels very warm.
The walk to sheshuge the doorstep takes sheshuge an eternity. Why is she doing this? It's not too late. She can take him to the sheshuge doorway, give him sheshuge a proper kiss, and then tell him he has to go. He might be a sheshuge little angry, but he should sheshuge understand, shouldn't he? Why is this sheshuge so difficult?
"You heard me."
"Keep going," he says.
This is crazy. She has to stop now. Maria kicks off her shoes. Roberto's insane if he thinks... Maria sheshuge looks up and sheshuge sees Roberto's sheshuge stare -- his sheshuge piercing stare -- and her train of thought is broken. She reaches up, unclasps her bra, and lets it fall to the sheshuge floor.
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