Lauren didn't resist the boob squeezing. Not that Frank thought she would. So he squeezed some more. Hell, the redhead sounded like she moaned a little.<br/><br/>Her ass was next on the menu. That round nectarine ass. Oh how Frank loved to spank it. But now he pulling her against him while using a big strong hand to firmly grip an ass cheek and not squeeze it so much as feel and rub it.<br/><br/>"What? Something about biscuits?"<br/><br/>Frank chuckled. He literally forgot what she said. She told him again, but midway midway through the explanation, Frank ended her verbosity by kissing her, shutting her words off like a light switch. Lauren had a great voice but...<br/><br/>"OK, off you go," Frank said, spilling her off him and playfully smacking her butt.<br/><br/>He wrote down a couple of dinner orders, based on what a joint like that might serve. He included extra biscuits.<br/><br/>One more tender kiss and Frank was on his way, leaving the lovely, still barefoot redhead all alone.