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condition,
I had to maintain my average in high school and college or there
would be no questions asked, I would be shipped off to China.”
    “They
sound very strict,” Rosa said sympathetically as she spooned
the delicious creamy pumpkin broth into her mouth.
    “I
guess they have their reasons,” he told her with a shrug. “They
hate the American culture that allows children to do whatever they
want and they believe in a child being a child. They brought me up
the way their parents brought them up and they refuse to accept a
different lifestyle. They made their fortune in import and export and
still do not believe in living lavishly.” He shook his head.
    “My
mom and dad brought me up to appreciate life and what was given to
me. I was told time and again to give thanks for what has been
provided and never envy another person for what they have because in
due time if I am to have my own I will.” Rosa said with a
reminiscent smile. “There was not a lot of money in my house
but there was tons of love and I will be forever grateful for that. I
was brought up to have respect for people. One day I shouted at my
mother for something I don’t remember right now and I got a
paddling from my dad. He explained I should never shout at her or
anyone again,” she grinned, her white teeth flashing as John
laughed softly at the image of her getting a beaten. “My behind
was sore for a week!”
    “My
parents never spanked, they just gave me one look and that was enough
to get me so terrified I would not repeat the action, they do not put
up with indiscipline and made sure I knew that and respected their
authority.”
    The main
course was brought out and to her surprise it dawned on her what the
person running the restaurant had achieved. It was like they were the
only two people in the entire place. They were shrouded in a kind of
privacy that left them feeling as if they could do anything and there
was no one watching, it was a brilliant idea. The feeling of intimacy
surrounded them like a partition and Rosa shook her head at the
ingenuity of the idea. “I like this place,” she said
softly as she cut into the most tender roast beef she had ever had,
the meat melted inside her mouth and she tried to identify the
different herbs and spices the chef had put into it.
    “I
knew you would,” John said in amusement. “You are
probably making mental notes as to what you should do when you get
your own restaurant.”
    “You
are starting to know me too well,” Rosa said flashing him a
smile.
    “I
want to get to know you better,” he murmured, leaning forward
to use a napkin to wipe some gravy off her lip. “I wanted to
lick it off but I might start something I cannot control.”
    “You
have to stop,” she whispered achingly, the napkin was still
hovering near her mouth and his words were making her weak in the
knees.
    “I
already told you I cannot do that,” he murmured, leaning over
to taste her lips, pulling in her full bottom lip and nibbling it
with his teeth. The sensation ran through her body like a sharp iron
and Rosa moaned. She wanted him so bad she was trembling with the
need rushing through her. What was he doing to her? She felt his hand
reach under the table and drift up her thigh. She had worn leggings
to ward off the cold but his hand felt like a hot poker on her as he
reached further and further up to cup her. “So warm,” he
breathed against her mouth. “I want to touch you, to feel you,
to slide my fingers in and work my way up to your core.” His
words had a potent effect on her and he slipped his hand inside her
leggings, pulling the fabric down so that he could feel her. His
finger touched the bud of her womanhood and rubbed it gently before
slipping a finger into her wetness.
    By this
time, she had lost all sense of time, all sense of where she was and
she felt the control slipping away from her. The pant coming from her
mouth sounded loud even to her ears but she could not help it, he