“Thank-you, Kozzy.  I doubt I have ever heard anyone explain so clearly and succinctly why they do what they do.”<br/><br/>I can’t help but be impressed with how effectively she has answered my questions.  She very neatly puts everything into perspective, with a logical and understandable explanation.  It is also apparent that she has worked at several other locations in addition to the exclusive arrangements she has had.  Well travelled, experienced, and knows what she wants and likes and how to obtain it.  And besides that, how chuffed can I be?  She likes my company.<br/><br/>Again, unless I'm reading something into her words that wasn't there, I sense a hint that there is an offer for a longer term arrangement that needs to be considered.  And, there is definitely a tease of what she offers, of what lies ahead that titillates my imagination.<br/><br/>As the waiters clear away the dishes and return with the mains and the new bottle of red, I let my gaze wander around the dining room.  We seem to be the only other diners remaining.  Staff have gradually drifted off till only those serving us remain.  I want to continue stroking that smooth, soft hand but reluctantly release it for a knife and fork to delve into the presentation.  While Kozzy may have only ordered a steak, it appears to be unlike any steak I have ever seen before.  It didn't have any appearances of having been on a barbie.<br/><br/>The food is delicious.  Apparently 'The Place' sets a high standards across the board.<br/><br/>My eyes return to hers, attempting to draw answers from them.  I take a sip of the new wine, allowing it to sit in my mouth before I draw air across it to savour its body.  Delicious!<br/><br/>“You were aware of the 'toys' in my room.  Do the services you offer include all the 'toys'?  Do any of them exceed your level of comfort?”<br/>