“Absolutely,” she replied. They strolled through Notre Dame, Montmartre and he even bought her a chocolate crepe which was made by a street vendor while they watched, although she suspected the only reason he bought it for her was so he could lick the chocolate off her face when she was finished. Electra didn"t mind at all except for the fact that, when he was finished sensuously cleaning her face, she wanted him to finish satisfying her. Between the kiss in the Champs Elysee and the chocolate crepe, she was desperate for him in a way she"d never felt about any other man. After a lovely lunch at a sidewalk café, he announced, “Now that we"ve been to all of your choices, the afternoon is mine.” Without explaining where they were going, he pulled her into the limousine that had been driving them all over the city and took her to a very pretty little boutique. But inside, the store was filled with lingerie, some of it made up completely of lace in all different colors, others in satin, corsets, demi bras, all types of panties.
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