The wry little Parisienne dropped David’s hand and held his gaze as her nimble fingers took hold of his erection and ball sac and gave them both a lovely lingering caress. This was interrupted by Ginger, who humorously tsk-tsked at the Chef’s liberties, threatening:
“Well, seems like our randy Frenchwoman is asking for some extra attention to her plush derriere by taking advantage of our poor newbie who has no idea how things go around here. Worry not, young man, your assailant will feel the wroth of a British harridan for her handsiness! Would you care to watch?”
Both women looked at David with such bright enthusiasm in their eyes that even though he had no idea whether it was permitted he allowed himself to be carried along with their energy:
“While I don’t feel at all offended or har
