Acquired Taste
IntroductionMature, but still definitely beautiful, Jill pursed then opened he deep painted lips. ?No Anton?, she asserted as she stared down at her date as she sensed him pausing over an item on the menu.‘But I’m paying.’ Anton could have rebutted, but he was raised a gentleman and there is nothing like a matriarchal Grandmother to imprint a code of conduct on a growing boy. The waitress young, a brunette, and obviously just of age seemed a little more relaxed as his eyes moved past today’s...