-insert name here-'s Place and Everywhere Else ~ Geezerville

[Psyzapp]

eek SHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! gonk *She motions for him to lower his voice.* We need to stay! Stay…RIGHT HERE … at this table…… HERE! *Grabs the sides of the table firmly.* stressed  

[Alfonso Giovanni]

emotion_eyebrow ………… Yous wants ta jus do's it here? We's gonna gets booted outa ere doin it right ere. But……If dats wat choos wants. emotion_dowant *He places his napkin onto the table and pushes his chair back from the table.*  

[Psyzapp]

*She puts her arms up.* eek STOP!!! Stop right there!! You SIT……STAAAAAAAAAAAY!! *She watches him raise his eyebrow and seat himself once again.* DINNER. We are having DINNER! whee  

[Alfonso Giovanni]

emotion_eyebrow Yous makes up yous minds, Dolce Cosa. *He picks up his glass of wine and takes a sip just as their appetizers arrive. And YES there are oysters. He pours her more wine picks up an oyster, slams it down and makes sure she sees him lick the inside of that shell real slow like.* emotion_dowant  

[Psyzapp]

*Swallows hard and hits pause*  

[Psyzapp]

*Holy s**t!! She watches him lick that oyster shell and just cannot deny what she's feeling. GAWD DAMN she wants him bad.… REAL bad. He's strong, confident, handsome, powerful, driven, ambitious, built like a brick s**t house, her family adores him and he's known her through absolutely everything. My god…he's got the Pavani Heirloom Pistol for Christ sake!! And here he is tempting her BIG TIME! Big time and in such a way she would like nothing more than for him to just devour every inch of her. By the looks of him, he's probably more than capable of doing just that.

She's frozen…frozen watching his every move and she tries to keep herself in check because they haven't even been served DINNER YET!!! stressed *  

[Alfonso Giovanni]

*Oh she wants him…he can totally see it in her. twisted He knows her better than that back of his own hand and he can see that look in her eyes. She's WANTING ol Gio to slip her the big Cannoli. emotion_awesome He's been waiting decades for this moment and he's FINALLY arrived. No doubt she's worth the wait…worth all the struggles and pain. WORTH the long haul he's spent his whole life striving for this and he has every intention of taking her and making her his. twisted

He cracks his neck and takes his Dolce Cosa's hand from across the table. He flips over her hand to kiss her palm seductively brushing his lips over her skin and speaking in a low hushed tone.* Don yous preoccuparsi, Dolce Cosa. Ol Gio's gonna takes care a alls yous needs. twisted  

[Psyzapp]

*Shudders at the sensation of his hot breath on her wrist. Its been a long time since she's felt like this and every fiber of her being is screaming at her to skip dinner and ride this man like she's entered a damn rodeo. But that is not how its done with her. No no no no no. He's obviously gone the distance and hands down has the drive she so admires. But she is NOT some common dime store floozie…she is a lady of substance and quality. She will be wined and dined, important enough and a priority. She's not interested in a simple one night stand. She wants a man that can go the distance AND match wits with her intellectually and not even hesitate to stimulate her senses.

Dinner arrives just in the nick of time and they enjoy their meal while conversing, laughing and reminiscing about the old country.*  

[Alfonso Giovanni]

*Dinner was real good. Nothing like a huge porterhouse to hit the spot and if he plays his cards right he could be getting into all sorts of places tonight…namely his Dolce Cosa. wink emotion_awesome As they converse, he can see that look in her eyes, he's got her hooked and there is NO WAY he'll be taking a step back EVER. emotion_dealwithit He's gonna cross that threshold and score. That cop is history. talk2hand

He asks her if she'd like dessert, but she says she's too full for any such thing. So he pays the bill and escorts his lovely lady on his arm to a place where they can dance. And he doesn't take her to one of those typical Vegas strip joints…no Sir. He takes her to a place where he can dance with her and hold her in his arms, hold her tightly against him.* emotion_dowant  

[Psyzapp]

*They get back much much later than anticipated. Or perhaps "early" would be a better way to put it. Tipsy and into the wee hours of the morning she's holding onto his hand and carrying her heels by the straps in her free hand with her handbag. He seems a bit intoxicated as well and they stumble to the door both laughing and he place his finger over his lips as she covers her mouth trying to stifle the giggle fit she's having. lol

He opens the door and puts his hand back to make her wait before going in so he can take a look around. He gives her the all clear and before she even knows what's going on, he scoops her up into his arms and carries her inside, kicking the door closed with his foot. She has her arms around his neck and their eyes lock. She grabs tightly and kisses him passionately with all pent up wanting she's got in her whole body.*  

[Alfonso Giovanni]

*Oh ******** DAT CAZZO SOFA. talk2hand He carries her into her bedroom and kicks the door closed with his foot. He places her on the bed and crawls right over her pinning her to the bed as he kisses her hard and running his hand up her blouse. Sure he's drunk, but who ******** cares…this is it.* twisted  

[Psyzapp]

*She hates to do this, but she has to take a moment and use the restroom. Whispering…* Un momento. Torno tra un minuto. *He reluctantly lets her up as she wiggles her way free and stumbles to the restroom closing the door behind her.*  

[Alfonso Giovanni]

*Strips down to his altogether and gets into her bed. He's going to make her moan like she's never moaned before in her life. He settles in, makes sure she has some room and tosses her iPhone on the floor. He puts his hands behind his head and waits.* cool  

[Psyzapp]

*She takes a bit longer than she had anticipated. What with being tipsy, trying to find THE perfect nightgown to wear, check her hair and makeup and all that jazz, she finally feels she's presentable. She slowly opens the door, climbs carefully into bed and snuggles up next to Mr. Giovanni, placing her head on him. She runs her hand along his bare chest and just as she's about to say something, he snores. eek Sighing, she closes her eyes and snuggles in tighter.* emotion_zzz  

[Psyzapp]

*Sick and tired of waiting for Franco, she packs up all of her things plus all the extra stuff Franco bought her and leaves. Mr. Giovanni accompanies her and as he holds the door open for her, she hands Beppe Franco's American Express card.* Don't leave home without it. *She pats Beppe on the side of the face a couple of times and leaves with Mr. Giovanni right behind her.*