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I
suddenly felt ashamed. Did I look that out of place standing next to him? Did
they see the bruise on my neck?
     
    Victor stopped me, assessing my entire body.
“Did I forget to tell you that you look absolutely stunning in that dress?”
     
    I realized others could have heard him, which
made me full-on blush. I tried not to let the compliment get to my head. Did he
really mean those words? I stared down at my shoes like they were the most
interesting things in the world.
     
    “Oh, I almost forgot...” Then, right smack
dab in the middle of all of the restaurant goers, Victor took a box from the
inside pocket of his suit and opened it up, revealing a necklace with a large,
shimmering blue sapphire stone in the shape of an oval, surrounded by a ring of
small diamonds. “This is to match your dress. Lift your hair up a bit, will
you?” He placed the necklace around my neck, and it rested heavily on my chest,
just above the swell of my breasts.
     
    I stared down at it in amazement. Jeez, how
much did this cost, I wonder?
     
    “Thank you, Sir,” I mumbled, wishing I could
just dissolve into the floor and disappear with the way everyone was staring at
us. I think one guy even began to clap. Oh, God. This was mortifying.
     
    Victor seemed nonchalant over the little
spectacle we gave everyone, and we continued to follow the waiter until he
stopped us by a small, two-seated table next to a window that showcased the
bustle of Paris’s busy streets. A single red rose sat in a stained glass vase
in the middle of the table, which was covered with a matching red gingham
tablecloth. The setup was cute and quaint, but I could barely appreciate it
with all the nervousness I felt.
     
    I thanked the waiter awkwardly as he pulled
out the chair for me. I sat and scooted the chair closer to the table,
instantly cringing as the chair’s legs squeaked loudly on the floor. I glanced
back up at the waiter and realized he was supposed to push the chair in for me.
He had an amused expression on his face but didn’t say a word.
     
    “That’s not very ladylike, Dove,” Victor told
me after the waiter had left. I jumped as I felt the vibrator rumble to life
inside of my panties and I squirmed in my seat. My body grew hot at the thought
of anyone watching me. I glanced around, and thankfully nobody noticed my
little outburst.
     
    “You must remain poised. You must act like
you’re in full control of yourself even when you’re in situations where you’re
not.” He turned off the vibrator and I relaxed but not before remembering to
sit up straight in the chair. “Very good.”
     
    While Victor opened the menu to look at the
items, I fiddled with the end of the tablecloth. I had so many questions I
wanted to ask him. Although he had been with me in the most intimate way
possible, I still knew little about him other than what Karen and Betty had
told me. Perhaps I should start off with the easiest question.
     
    “Where are you from?” I blurted out, hoping
that I wouldn’t seem too rude. I almost forgot to add, “Sir.”
     
    Victor closed the menu and rested it on the
table. “I was born and raised in California.” Suddenly, I felt the vibrator
against my pussy. I gave a small yelp, causing a few heads to turn our way.
Victor smiled politely at the inquiring stares before darkening his gaze at me.
“You will need to remember to sit up straight. I don’t want to keep reminding
you of something that simple. Do you want me to take off my tie and bind it
around your shoulders like I did on the plane?”
     
    Damn it, I had already started to slouch. I
pulled my shoulders back, trying to ignore the arousal blossoming from deep
within my lower abdomen from the vibrator and from Victor’s words. Trying to
channel Victor’s nonchalant attitude, I decided to continue on with the
conversation, asking him the next question that came to my mind, “Karen
mentioned your father once. Does your family still live in