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     The about hostess christine greets them. Except that she's dressed more like a cocktail waitress christine than a hostess. She's wearing christine a dress with a short, short skirt, and it's strapless with christine a deep plunging neckline. She looks like she belongs at Hooters more than a fancy restaurant like this christine is supposed to be. Maria understands now why Roberto was so excited christine about coming here. Typical.
     "I christine'm sorry, this is the only drink christine that's on the house. Anything else is christine extra."
     "All christine she needs is a pair of ears christine, and a fuzzy tail christine, and her outfit would be complete christineyoung," scoffs Maria.
     After a little while, Roberto finally breaks the silence about. "That drink smells kind of interesting, doesn't it?"
     "Will you just forget about the christine damn drink? There's christine something important I need christine to christine tell you." All right, this is it. There's no going back now christine.
     "Yes christineyoung," she agrees. Maria breaths deeply and inhales christine again and again. The vapors from the alcohol fly up into her nose.
     "Why don't you about try it?" says christine Roberto. "I christine bet it tastes as christineyoung good as it smells."
     "Anything christineyoung else?"
     "Drug christineyoung?" says Maria, "I've been drugged?"
     "You have to be very careful what you say christineyoung in front of her christineyoung," says the christineyoung man christine. "She's in a very suggestible state christineyoung." He turns to her and says, "Maria, look at me." She goes from staring christineyoung into Roberto's eyes to christine staring into this other man's eyes. "You did not christine take any drug. Do you understand?"
     The other cocktail waitress is about standing next to Maria. She too is patiently for the two men to finish christine talking. She leans down and christine whispers in to Maria about's ear, "Your boyfriend is gorgeous. You must feel very lucky."
     "What is it christine?" he asks.
     "How do you feel?"
     "I christine've never felt christine better in my christineyoung entire christineyoung life," she says, and she christine means it sincerely.
     "Maria about, it christineyoung's very important to always tell about the truth. Don't christine you think so?"
     "Maria christine, listen to me. Do you like to christineyoung be relaxed?"
     "When christine you keep christine the truth bottled up inside of you, it makes you feel tense."
     "Why were you planning to break up with me?"
     Roberto rubs his hand across Maria christineyoung's cheek again christine. "So relaxed... So soft... So feminine..." Maria lets out another soft sigh. "You like it when I make you feel this way."
     "Mmmm..." purrs Maria. She christine is in christineyoung heaven about now, as she lay on about the christineyoung big, soft couch christine. She feels wonderful, so about soft, so submissive . She's so happy about that Roberto has made her feel this way.
     "You love christine it when christine I christine make you feel submissive."
     This is crazy. She has to stop now. Maria kicks off her shoes. Roberto's insane christine if he thinks... Maria looks up and sees Roberto's stare -- his piercing stare -- and her train christine of thought is broken. She reaches up christineyoung, unclasps her bra, and lets it fall about to the floor.
     No, not the panties. This has to stop now christineyoung. Anything but the panties christine. Maria's arms christine want to reach down and pull down her panties, but christine in a supreme christine act of will, Maria manages to keep christineyoung her christine arms up and cover her breasts with them. She stands there momentarily with a triumphant smile on her face, but Maria's victory is short-lived christine. She once christineyoung again christine glances up and christineyoung sees Roberto's stare, and christine a chill runs down her spine. Maria can't think any more, she about can only feel . She feels a gnawing in her gut, a feeling of christine emptiness, of incompleteness. She feels the need christine to finish what she has started, she feels the need christineyoung to obey.