“I heard you made a scene earlier with a girl named Jen Storm,” Dmitri opens our dinner conversation with mockery.?
I can see his eyes feasting with my frown face right now. I scowl at him, “Let us eat in peace, amen.”
He sips his wine while looking at me, well, most of the time, at my flaunting breasts.?
I decided to wear something sexy tonight. A simple tube long black dress, with a high slit on both sides.?
I deliberately wear this to seduce him. Yes, I want him tonight!
“Will you look at my face and not my breasts, Dmitri?” I frankly tell him.?
He laughs at what I said, but he didn’t deny it, “Well, how can I not look at your breasts? It is calling me to fondle over them.”
I ignore his pervy statement and bring up the real reason why I am here, “So Dmitri, you we
