Chapter 341 Her Cock Night:>>37

• Matt chose the last booth in the rear, upholstered in dark red and located in a remote corner that was even darker than the rest of the place. He told Janice to sit facing the restaurant and opposite Floyd and himself.
• Their waiter was an attractive guy in his late twenties who managed not to stare at the silent, sultry brunette who was clearly not wearing a bra. After ordering minestrone, Pasta Alfredo for the boys, a tomato-based pasta for Janice, and a bottle of Sangiovese, Floyd told Janice how different she was from all of his friends' parents; how attractively she dressed and how beautiful she looked. The waiter served the wine and left. They drank. Janice, who was nervous, had two large swallows.
• "That's not the only way she's different," Matt said. Janice froze, her soup spoon halfway to her lips. The minestrone slid off, splashing onto the table and staining her blouse.