Simon's eyes fell, here and there, on Kate. To be more specific, on Kate's legs. She was really a beautiful woman, with long, slender legs, a skin who looked so smooth... He wondered for an idle moment how would it feel to caress or kiss that skin. Or spank, for example. For a moment he sympathized with his friend, having such a gorgeous girl at his side and having to restrain his cravings. But hey, control was their main course. Teaching, and control. He shook lightly his head, trying to get rid of such fantasies. Not the right time, not the right place. Maybe, maybe, in time. "I'm glad you like this place. - he answered Phillupp with a half smile - I hope you'll like it even more when you taste their food. When I feel rich, I come here!"<br/><br/>His friend was studying the menu intently. The note, thought Simon. Phill's not sure what to do. We'll see. Looking interrogatively at Kate, he called the waitress. It was a game he liked. Public place. The embarrassment, the excitation. Trying to avoid being noticed doing something kinky, but the fear pf getting caught adding to the pleasure. It wasn't something one could explain, no matter how good he was with words. It had to be tried, to be understood. Simon was well aware that not everyone shared his kinks. Maybe Phill and Kate would prefer something completely different. In a more private, intimate place. But they had the option of calling Rumpelstiltskin.<br/><br/>"And Kitten sounds just perfect, Phill. I agree with you." he nodded to his friend, waiting for his next move.