<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=75565.msg3347223#msg3347223">Quote from: Emma on July 23, 2010, 10:59:17 pm</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I'm gonna clean you from head to toe, my handsome friend.  I've got a hot bath just waiting for you.  You are are gonna smell like my angel.  My angel of love."  </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Pedro followed her to the back room acting like a big shot and strutting like a peacock for everyone to see.  Not a soul paid him any attention other than Emma.<br/>“Oooh, my angel of love hehe.  I’m gunna make joo sing a heavenly tune Senorita!” Pedro replied as she began to undress him.  With each button undone, the smelly Mexican aroma grew more potent.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=75565.msg3347223#msg3347223">Quote from: Emma  on July 23, 2010, 10:59:17 pm</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> She helped him take off his clothes and placed off to the side.  "Now get in lover, cause I can't wait to get you upstairs."  She chuckled, then took off her own dress and remained in her bloomers. </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>With is last remaining item of clothing on the floor, Pedro obliged Emma and leaped up into the air and landed in the tub cannon-ball style.  When he wiped the water away from his eyes he saw Emma standing before him in her undergarments.  Pedro was speechless.<br/><br/>A knock at the door stole his attention away.  “WHAT!?” he shouted, irritated at the interruption.  Bringing his eyes back to Emma he replaced the irritation with is best charming smile.  The smile looked cheesy instead of charming it had that “if you only knew” quality to it.<br/><br/>A second knock prompted Pedro to get out of the tub. At full attention, he strode angrily to the door and jerked it open.  “What doo joo want!?” he demanded as the bartender offered him his bottle of wine that he had already forgotten he ordered.<br/><br/>“Oh yeah, gracias Senor” he bowed to the bartender, unknowingly shooting Emma the full moon. And slammed the door shut.  He spun around with the wine in hand and offered Emma his cheesy smile again.  “Where were we Senorita?” he cooed to her.<br/><br/><br/>