"Weekend at Snuti's" Part I
an adult story written by Laurel and Karre

This story is a work of pure fiction. The authors do not advocate any of 
the illegal or immoral activities of this story. This story contains graphic sex and 
language, so if you are too young to be reading such material, please do not read it. 
Thank you.

Background info:
Iyami Rimshot, 31, is a character of Karre's; his parts will be written by her. The rp game 
he comes from deals with Neptunian aliens who have made their homes on Earth, so 
mention will be made of his Nep tail, since he is half Nep in heritage. Iyami's tail 
resembles that of a horse, for you readers who like to imagine along with the story. ~_^
Leslie Hadin, 34, is a character of Laurel's; her parts will be written by her (me). Leslie is 
Iyami's boss and has full knowledge of where he comes from.
All other characters will be written by the respective writer of each portion of the 
story. We join the story where Leslie and Iyami are enjoying a weekend away together at a 
cabin, and decide to paint the town red at the exclusive restaurant Chez Snuti. (If you get 
the joke in the name of the restaurant, you get a cookie. ^_^ )

The story will be told in e-mail/role-playing post style, simply because that's how Karre and 
I wrote it. If you want to wait for me to get it written out in story style before reading it, 
you're going to be waiting a loooooooong time... better to just read it now. ~_^

Subj:	 Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	98-10-04 22:16:28 EDT
From:	Karre
To:	Laurel

> ::Leslie smiled at him lovingly, then kissed him back.:: You all clean now?
> We're all ready for the day. What else do you have planned?

"How's a slide-show sound?  My weekend at the oatmeal factory!"  ::Iyami
tickled Leslie a little.::  "What do YOU want to do?"

Subj:	Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	98-10-05 00:28:55 EDT
From:	Laurel
To:	Karre

<< "How's a slide-show sound?  My weekend at the oatmeal factory!"  ::Iyami
tickled Leslie a little.::  "What do YOU want to do?" >>

::She giggled merrily.:: Hm. Why don't we take a nice nap. Then maybe we can
leave this fantasy for a few hours and go have dinner at a real restaurant.
I'm kind of in the mood for something elegant tonight--really get dressed up.
Do you like the sound of that? How about Chez Snuti?

Subj:	 Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	98-10-05 23:59:39 EDT
From:	Karre
To:	Laurel

> ::She giggled merrily.:: Hm. Why don't we take a nice nap. Then maybe we can
> leave this fantasy for a few hours and go have dinner at a real restaurant.
> I'm kind of in the mood for something elegant tonight--really get dressed up.
> Do you like the sound of that? How about Chez Snuti?

::Iyami put on a show of dismay.::  "But--but---Chez Snuti is a really swanky
place!  You have to reserve a table weeks, even  months, in advance!  Are you
sure you won't rather go to Whippy Max?"   ::Before Leslie could say
anything, Iyami snapped his fingers.::  "Oh yeah, I forgot.  I DO have a
reservation at Chez Snuti.  Just in case I happened to abduct a knock-out
blonde chick this night.  What a coinkidink, neh?  And I'd LOVE a nap right
now.  Already got my favorite pillow."  ::Snuggle-snuggle.::

Subj:	Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	98-10-06 20:12:50 EDT
From:	Laurel
To:	Karre

<< ::Before Leslie could say anything, Iyami snapped his fingers.::  "Oh
yeah, I forgot.  I DO have a reservation at Chez Snuti.  Just in case I
happened to abduct a knock-out blonde chick this night. >>

::Leslie cracked a wide smile.:: Did you bring me an appropriate dress?

<<And I'd LOVE a nap right now.  Already got my favorite pillow."
::Snuggle-snuggle.::>>

Then let's get out of this tub. You may dry off your captive. ::She stepped
from the tub.::

Subj:	 Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	98-10-06 23:07:12 EDT
From:	Karre
To:	Laurel

> ::Leslie cracked a wide smile.:: Did you bring me an appropriate dress?

::Iyami blinked.::  "Ya mean ya don't wanna go nekkid? Awwww...."

> Then let's get out of this tub. You may dry off your captive. ::She stepped
> from the tub.::

::Iyami got out and reached for the large, fluffy, black towels.  He
considered doing a bit more than a casual pat-down, but decided it was better
not to over-tax himself, get some rest, then get crazy later on.  The thought
of getting naughty in a public place was exciting to him.  Whoa---best not
get **too** excited...   He spoke to Leslie as he patted her dry.::  "As a
matter of fact, there's one or two nice things tucked away in the closet.  We
went by them earlier, but it's so dark there you probably didn't notice."

Subj:	Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	98-10-07 05:18:20 EDT
From:	Laurel
To:	Karre

<< He spoke to Leslie as he patted her dry.::  "As a matter of fact, there's
one or two nice things tucked away in the closet.  We went by them earlier,
but it's so dark there you probably didn't notice." >>

I thought I saw something blue and glittery in there. ::She took another
towel and rubbed his hair with it.::
If you're a really bad boy, you might just get a little petting in the
bathroom. Chez Snuti has a *full-length* mirror in the ladies restroom. And a
*huge* mirror over the sinks. You can see all kinds of things in those
mirrors... ::Leslie looked at Iyami with her best sultry "you just wait until
tonight" look.::

Subj:	 Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	98-10-07 23:44:59 EDT
From:	Karre
To:	Laurel

> I thought I saw something blue and glittery in there. ::She took another towel
> and rubbed his hair with it.::
> If you're a really bad boy, you might just get a little petting in the
> bathroom. Chez Snuti has a *full-length* mirror in the ladies restroom. And a
> *huge* mirror over the sinks. You can see all kinds of things in those
> mirrors... ::Leslie looked at Iyami with her best sultry "you just wait until
> tonight" look.::

"Reeeeeeealllly?"  ::Iyami drawled.  He LIKED that idea!::  "Wait, it's a
ladies bathroom.  That means there'll be a line, won't there?   Maybe I can
sneak you in and we can hide between the men's urinals.  No nice mirrors, but
we DO have urinal-cakes."

Subj:	Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	98-10-08 02:19:34 EDT
From:	Laurel
To:	Karre

<< "Reeeeeeealllly?"  ::Iyami drawled.  >>

Yeah! ::She wiggled her eyebrows.::

<<"Wait, it's a ladies bathroom.  That means there'll be a line, won't there?
Maybe I can sneak you in and we can hide between the men's urinals.  No nice
mirrors, but we DO have urinal-cakes.">>

They don't have lines in a swanky place like that. Don't worry, you stick
with me, and we'll have a wild time.

::honk shooooo snore::

::Leslie snuck very quietly out of bed around 5:30 and put on that sparkly
off-the-shoulder blue evening dress Iyami had brought to the cabin for her.
It had a sexy slit up both sides. She didn't put on any underwear. While she
got started on her makeup and hair, Leslie heard Iyami stirring out of
bed.::

Subj:	 Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	10/8/98 9:09:49 PM Central Daylight Time
From:	Karre
To:	Laurel

> ::Leslie snuck very quietly out of bed around 5:30 and put on that sparkly
> off-the-shoulder blue evening dress Iyami had brought to the cabin for her. It
> had a sexy slit up both sides. She didn't put on any underwear.

((Iyami:  "Whoohoo!"))

> While she got
> started on her makeup and hair, Leslie heard Iyami stirring out of bed.::

::Iyami yawned and stretched expansively.  Catching glimpse of Lelsie in the
sparkling blue dress, he rested his head on his arms and just looked at her.
This was the most goddamned gorgeous woman in the whole fucking solar system,
and HE was the one taking her out to dinner.  *Suffer!*  He thought to all
those poor shmoes who couldn't have her.  He had to say something to her,
something to let her know how special and priceless she was to him.::

"You look like a transporter beam from Star Trek,"  ::he said.::

Subj:	Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	98-10-09 05:24:53 EDT
From:	Laurel
To:	Karre

<< "You look like a transporter beam from Star Trek,"  ::he said.:: >>

::Leslie came out of the bathroom, the only room with a mirror, putting her dangly 
blue jeweled earrings in.:: I assume those are blue? ::she smiled:: I've got a 
headstart on you. Get your goodies on.
::Leslie liked the idea of that; she could tease him about what was to come
while he got ready.::

Subj:	 Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	10/11/98 11:31:10 PM Central Daylight Time
From:	Karre
To:	Laurel

> ::Leslie came out of the bathroom, the only room with a mirror,
> putting her dangly blue jeweled earrings in.:: I assume
> those are blue? ::she smiled::

"Depends on which series and movie you're watching,"   Iyami replied.

>I've got a headstart on you. Get your goodies
> on.
> ::Leslie liked the idea of that; she could tease him about what was to come
> while he got ready.::

"I'd rather get on YOUR goodies..."  ::Iyami commented lasciviously.  He
dutifully left the big comfy bed and took over the bathroom.  After a while
he emerged looking a lot more presentable and began getting dressed::   "Like
a strip-tease in reverse,"  ::He commented, and tried to hum the classic
strip-tease song backwards, swishing his butt and tail around as he put on
his undies.  He pulled out his glad-rags and got dressed.  He was very proud
of his tailor-made outfits, and this one was no exception, cleverly sewn to
hide the fact that it was a glorified bib-overall.  He could even remove the
jacket; the the overalls were sewn to look like a vest.::

"Your chariot awaits, milady," ::Iyami said with a bow.  He then slung her
over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes and carried her out the door.::

Subj:	Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	10/12/98 10:03:32 PM Central Daylight Time
From:	Laurel
To:	Karre

<< "Like a strip-tease in reverse,"  ::He commented, and tried to hum the
classic strip-tease song backwards, swishing his butt and tail around as he
put on his undies. >>

::Leslie sat back on the bed, one leg peeking out of the slit on the side of
her dress, and just watched him with the promise of what was to come in her
eyes. The leg fidgeted with anticipation.::

<<"Your chariot awaits, milady," ::Iyami said with a bow.  He then slung her
over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes and carried her out the door.::>>

Woah! ::Leslie smacked his arm, where she could reach it.:: You're silly! You
gonna carry me all the way to the restaurant? I don't think the maitre d
would appreciate you carrying me into the place.

Subj:	 Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	98-10-13 22:12:58 EDT
From:	Karre
To:	Laurel

> ::Leslie sat back on the bed, one leg peeking out of the slit on the side of
> her dress, and just watched him with the promise of what was to come in her
> eyes. The leg fidgeted with anticipation.::

::Oooohhh, momma!   Iyami loved that dress!  He loved how that leg poked out
of that dress.  He loved how ...accessible... that dress would let him be.::

> Woah! ::Leslie smacked his arm, where she could reach it.:: You're silly! You
> gonna carry me all the way to the restaurant? I don't think the maitre d would
> appreciate you carrying me into the place.

"Well, he can just find his own carrier.  I'll be damned if I'm gonna hoist
you *both* !"  ::Iyami took Leslie into the shed-cum-garage and deposited her
into the car.::  "Sure you don't wanna ride in the back again?"

Subj:	Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	98-10-14 03:59:51 EDT
From:	Laurel
To:	Karre

<< ::Iyami took Leslie into the shed-cum-garage and deposited her into the
car.::  "Sure you don't wanna ride in the back again?" >>

No, not in *this* dress! ::Leslie got comfy, crossing her legs so one shapely
one up to the thigh poked out of the side slit in the dress.:: Let's go.
Oh, by the way... ::she pulled the dress up some with her finger, on the side
where the slit stopped, and showed him her naked hip on that side:: Hmm, I
seem to be missing something. Where are my panties? ::she teased:: What if we
got in an accident?

Subj:	 Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	98-10-14 19:51:01 EDT
From:	Karre
To:	Laurel

> No, not in *this* dress! ::Leslie got comfy, crossing her legs so one shapely
> one up to the thigh poked out of the side slit in the dress.:: Let's go.
> Oh, by the way... ::she pulled the dress up some with her finger, on the side
> where the slit stopped, and showed him her naked hip on that side:: Hmm, I
> seem to be missing something. Where are my panties? ::she teased:: What if we
> got in an accident?

::Homina,homina::  "I'm gonna have me an accident right now if you keep that
up, you vixen,"  ::Iyami growled and nibbled on her earlobe for a minute.::
"Try not to give the other motorists hard-ons, it's distracting."  ::He
revved the car's engine and took off into town.::

::During the ride to Chez Snuti, Iyami had a hard time keeping his eye on the
road.  That thigh and hip were just screaming for attention.  There was
something about a classy dame all dressed to the nines that got Iyami stoked.
That and the fact she was with HIM.  HE was the one who got to grope her, no
one else.  Iyami was completely unaware of the utterly smug grin he had for
every other man he saw.::

Subj:	Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	98-10-14 22:20:55 EDT
From:	Laurel
To:	Karre

::During the ride there, that leg that Leslie was showing just bounced and 
fidgeted the whole way there, she was anticipating this big time. Leslie wondered 
just how far her mischievous little shit starter would go. Would they even get 
anything to eat? And how would he react to HER surprise plans? Ooooh she just 
couldn't wait!::
I can't wait to get your hands on me. ::she purred as they pulled up in the
parking lot::

Subj:	 Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	10/21/98 9:48:06 PM Central Daylight Time
From:	Karre
To:	Laurel

> I can't wait to get your hands on me. ::she purred as they pulled up in the
> parking lot::

"What do you take me for, a slut?!"  ::Iyami asked in mock horror.::  "Dinner
first!"

::The double doors were opened by two beaming girls who looked so alike they
appeared to be clones.::  "Welcome to Chez Snuti!"  ::They said in unison.::

::Iyami fumbled in his pocket for a tip.  He should have known to expect such
good service here.  He was embarrassed for not having the tip ready.

The girls noticed his fumbling and shook their heads.::  "This is a
non-tipping establishment, sir,"  ::one said, while the other added, ::
"Chez Snuti encourages you to use your funds to enjoy the selections inside."

::Iyami arched his brows.  This was a new one on him.::  "No tipping?!
Doesn't Chez Snuti like to have good service rewarded?"

"We are rewarded by the results of doing our job well,"  ::The girls chimed
in unison.

Iyami was impressed with the well-rehearsed sincerity, but he saw how the
girls eyed his pocketbook.::  "Too bad,"  ::He said with a wink.::  "Part of
the fun of taking a lovely lady to a posh place like this is showing off what
I good tipper I am."

::As Iyami held out his arm to escort Leslie into the lobby, one of the girls
broke her vacuous facade and leaned closer.::  "Maybe, when you leave...if
you have anything left..."  ::she whispered.::

"Hiroku!"  ::The other girl gasped.::  "Do you *miss* washing the dishes?!"

::Iyami winked again and held a finger to his lips to indicate he was keeping
it a secret.  He put a hand to the small of Leslie's back as they entered the
lobby.  That damned fine leg kept playing peek-a-boo with him.  He couldn't
help it--the hand slid from Leslie's back to her ass.  He kept an innocent
expression on his face as they passed the well-coiffed people sipping
cocktails on route to the reception area. ::

Subj:	Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	10/21/98 10:04:25 PM Central Daylight Time
From:	Laurel
To:	Karre

<< "What do you take me for, a slut?!" >>

Uh huh... ::Leslie purred, her leg bobbing at him.::

<<"Dinner first!">>

Oh sure... ::she said sarcastically, then allowed him to help her out of the
car.::

::Leslie was delighted with the cute little girls at the door. Once she and
Iyami had passed them, she whispered:: Kawaaaaaaaii. ::to Iyami in the
cutesyest voice she could manage::

<<That damned fine leg kept playing peek-a-boo with him.  He couldn't help
it--the hand slid from Leslie's back to her ass.  He kept an innocent
expression on his face as they passed the well-coiffed people sipping
cocktails on route to the reception area. ::>>

::Oooooh, the feeling of that strong warm hand against her ass, only a thin
layer of sparkly fabric and dress lining material separating it from her bare
skin. Leslie leaned closer to him, slipping an arm around his waist.:: Do you
have any idea just how hard I'm going to rock your world tonight? ::she
whispered to him just a few feet away from the maitre d they were
approaching.::

Subj:	 Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	10/22/98 9:41:48 PM Central Daylight Time
From:	Karre
To:	Laurel

> Uh huh... ::Leslie purred, her leg bobbing at him.::>

::The blood punped in Iyami's ears.  *Yup, I'm a slut, alright,*  he thought
to  himself.  *And a *horny* slut, at that!*::

> ::Leslie was delighted with the cute little girls at the door. Once she and
> Iyami had passed them, she whispered:: Kawaaaaaaaii. ::to Iyami in the
> cutesyest voice she could manage::

::Iyami pretended that the comment was for himself.::  "Why, thank you,"
::he preened.::  "You're not bad, yourself."

> ::Oooooh, the feeling of that strong warm hand against her ass, only a thin
> layer of sparkly fabric and dress lining material separating it from her bare
> skin. Leslie leaned closer to him, slipping an arm around his waist.:: Do you
> have any idea just how hard I'm going to rock your world tonight? ::she
> whispered to him just a few feet away from the maitre d they were
> approaching.::

::The maitre d' cleared his throat.::

"Gimme a few hints,"  ::Iyami murmured back to her, fondling her ass.  He
could feel her tight little butt's every move.  It was very enjoyable.::

::The maitre d' cleared his throat again, giving Iyami a disapproving
glare.::  "Welcome to Chez Snuti, sir, madam.  I trust you have
reservations?"

::Iyami didn't care for the man's tone.  Of *course* they had reservations!
It was impossible to even use the john at Chez Snuti unless there were
reservations!::  "Naw, we just stopped in for a burger and fries,"  ::he said
casually.  The maitre d' inhaled and was about to speak when Iyami added, ::
"Yes, we have reservations.  Silly!  Rimshot, party of two."

::The maitre d' did not look happy to be called silly.  He consulted his
compu-pad with a tight-lipped-but-polite expression.::  "Ah.  I don't know if
we will be able to seat you sir, you have arrived late."

::Iyami forced himslef to keep a pleasant expression.  This guy was beginning
to peeve him, but he refused to allow the man the satisfaction of seeing him
blow his cool.  Besides, it would be a lot more fun peeving the maitre d'
right back.::  "We're precisely on time, Mr., ah---?"

::The maitre d' pointedly did not tell Iyami his name.::  "Ah.  Since this is
sir's first time at Chez Snuti, sir probably isn't aware of the tradition of
arriving early to enjoy a cocktail in the lobby."

"Ooooooh!"  ::Iyami said, like a school-boy who has suddenly grasped
algebra.::  "I'm so sorry.  Too bad nobody told me this when I paid the
reservation fee.  Bummer."  ::Iyami appealed a nearby group of elderly
martini-sippers.  They were intent on watching the object Iyami had his hand
on.::   "How am I supposed to know about this tradition when this is my first
time here?  Huh?  You tell me."   ::He gave Leslie's butt a jiggle just to
make those old farts' day, and turned back to the maitre d'.::  "Oh well.  I
guess we'll have to hang out here until a table is ready for us, huh?"

::The maitre d' blanched.::  "Ahhhh, no.  I mean, I'm sure I can find
accommodations..."  ::He consulted his compu-pad furiously.::

::Iyami pulled Leslie against him.::  "Hey, no big whoop.  We can hang out,
make some friends.  But I guess cocktails can be served at the table too,
right, Mr.---?"

::The maitre d' was intent on his compu-pad.::  "Of course sir is correct.
We have many elegant cocktails unique to our establishment---"  ::He was
distracted by a woman's gasp and looked up.  He obviously did not approve of
Iyami's lack of decorum.::

"Ya got any  beer?  How 'bout some Hudepohl?"  ::Iyami asked.::

{{Hudepohl is a Cinci-made beer.  VERY cheap stuff.  Evidently it tastes
cheap, too.  If you go to a party and all they have is Hudepohl, you have the
right to yell at the host for being a cheap-ass bastard.}}

::The maitre d' visibly blanched.::  "Ah-heh, unfortunately, sir will not be
able to have...Hudepohl...tonight.  We do have an excellent wine list..."

"And I thought this was a classy joint!"  ::Iyami proclaimed to those
nearby.::  "Next they'll be tellin' me there's no pork rinds."

::Obviously trying to get Iyami seated in a hurry, the maitre d' gestured to
the tables.::  "I believe sir will be happy to know a table has been made
ready--"

"Name's Rimshot, in case you missed it,"  ::Iyami told him.::  "The lady is
Ms. Hadin.  You are---?"

"Ready to assist you to your seat, sir,"  ::The maitre d' answered.  There
was a little tic throbbing away at his eye.::

"Sure, lead on, Jeeves,"  ::Iyami drawled.  This place was more fun than he
thought!::

Subj:	Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	10/22/98 11:36:22 PM Central Daylight Time
From:	Laurel
To:	Karre

<< "Gimme a few hints,"  ::Iyami murmured back to her, fondling her ass.  He
could feel her tight little butt's every move.  It was very enjoyable.:: >>

Mmmm... ::Leslie purred at him, pretending the snooty maitre 'd didn't
exist.:: You'll see.

<<::Iyami pulled Leslie against him.::  "Hey, no big whoop.  We can hang out,
make some friends.>>

::Leslie was very amused with how uncomfortable they were making this snotty
jerk. She was also getting extremely hot from Iyami fondling her ass the way
he was. If only he could slip his hand between her legs...but they were in a
restaurant, and she wasn't sure if Iyami would be willing to go THAT far. Not
that she wouldn't love to see this maitre d's reaction to that!::
::She began to stroke her hand over the wrapped tail in his pants, which she
was sure would really make those at the cocktail bar wonder.::

<<"And I thought this was a classy joint!"  ::Iyami proclaimed to those
nearby.::  "Next they'll be tellin' me there's no pork rinds.">>

And I wanted some teriyaki pork rinds... ::Leslie said in a lost,
over-dramatic voice::

<<"The lady is Ms. Hadin.  You are---?"

"Ready to assist you to your seat, sir,"  ::The maitre d' answered.>>

Apparently, he doesn't have a name. ::Leslie commented, then took Iyami's arm
and walked toward their table.:: Ah, it will be good to sit down after all
that action at the tractor pull... ::she commented to the maitre d'. It would
also be nice to sit down and see what Iyami would do next.::

Subj:	 Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	10/23/98 8:36:10 PM Central Standard Time
From:	Karre
To:	Laurel

> Mmmm... ::Leslie purred at him, pretending the snooty maitre 'd didn't
> exist.:: You'll see.

"I hope I get to do more than just *watch,*"  ::Iyami murmured just loud
enough for that stuffy maitre d' to hear.::

> ::She began to stroke her hand over the wrapped tail in his pants, which she
> was sure would really make those at the cocktail bar wonder.::

::Iyami was so surprised he almost lost his cool in front of their audience.
He so much wanted to swing Leslie into the air and give her a big wet
smoochie for playing along.  The folks at work had *no idea* how much
goddamned FUN this woman was!
Such wonderful intiative needed a response.  He discreetly poked his thumb
into her butt crack.  Let *her* try to keep her cool.::

> And I wanted some teriyaki pork rinds... ::Leslie said in a lost, over-
> dramatic voice::

::This woman was too good to be true!::  "Maybe we can to go Whippy Max
afterwards.  *Their* service is tops."

::The maitre d's expression grew hard.::

> Apparently, he doesn't have a name. ::Leslie commented, then took Iyami's arm
> and walked toward their table.::

"Well,  we'll call him Jeeves then, poor guy,"  ::Iyami said loudly, drawing
the attention of the seated patrons they were passing.::

> Ah, it will be good to sit down after all
> that action at the tractor pull... ::she commented to the maitre d'. It would
> also be nice to sit down and see what Iyami would do next.::

::The man had no idea what a tractor pull was, and did not wish to.  It
sounded vaguely obscene.  He wished he could escort these two out, but his
boss had recently taken him to task for asking his drunken brother to leave.
The maitre d' had no idea that the boss's family was dining in that night.
The boss had made it clear that unless a patron failed to meet the dress code,
was damaging property, or was being complained about by other patrons,  they
were permitted to remain.  This struck the maitre d' as being a very
unreasonable policy.  Places like Chez Snuti were only for the privileged
class of blue-bloods, not the general public--that's what McDonalds were
for.

He congratulated himself on his choice of seating arrangements.  This Rimshot
person and his undoubtedly paid escort would be seated at one of the privacy
booths that businessmen enjoyed.  These high-backed horseshoe-shaped booths
were surrounded by exotic flowering plants which provided privacy to the
patrons.  Only in this case, it would partly screen these two commoners  from
the sensitive eyes of the rest of the guests.  Another plus was that he did
not have to go through the charade of holding a chair for the woman.::

"If you would be seated, sire, madam, I will see to your host for the
evening."

"Sure thing, Jeeves,"  ::Iyami said, waiting for Leslie to slide in. The
maitre d' was not at all surprised to see the man scoot right next to the
woman, instead of remaining across from her like a real gentleman would.::
"Check it out, Les, we're in a jungle!"  ::He made a few jungle-bird calls.::

"Sir?"  ::The maitre d' said, a little too loudly.::  "Please refrain from
disrupting the other guests."

"Which guests *may* I disrupt?"  ::Iyami asked cockily.::  "Hey, Jeeves,
where's the waiter?  We're starved.  Bring on the grub!"

 ::The maitre d'  sniffed and went to find someone in need of punishment.
Having to serve these two difficult intruders would be perfect disciplinary
action.::

Subj:	Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	10/24/98 1:20:19 AM Central Standard Time
From:	Laurel
To:	Karre

<< Such wonderful intiative needed a response.  He discreetly poked his thumb
into her butt crack.  Let *her* try to keep her cool.:: >>

::Leslie squirmed a little, then renewed her sunny you-can-bite-me-snob-boy
look for the maitre d. In return, she scratched at the area where his tail
joined his body, which she knew would be a very pleasurable feeling.::

<<"Sure thing, Jeeves,"  ::Iyami said, waiting for Leslie to slide in. The
maitre d' was not at all surprised to see the man scoot right next to the
woman, instead of remaining across from her like a real gentleman would.::
"Check it out, Les, we're in a jungle!"  ::He made a few jungle-bird
calls.::>>

::Leslie slid into the booth, her dress slit opening up all the way as she
did. It gave Iyami and the maitre d (if he was looking) a nice peek at her
bare hip.::
This reminds me of Danger Island. ::she commented, then gazed at Iyami.:: A
booth like this provides a great deal of privacy. ::eyebrow wiggle::

<<::The maitre d'  sniffed and went to find someone in need of punishment.
Having to serve these two difficult intruders would be perfect disciplinary
action.::>>

::Once he was gone, Leslie decided to get just a little petting to wet her
whistle, since she *was* hungry and was going to have to wait to do what she
had planned. She crossed her legs demurely, then grabbed Iyami's hand and put
it right on the upper knee. She leaned over and kissed his mouth.:: I love
being here with you, making that stuffed shirt's life a living hell.

Subj:	 Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	10/25/98 9:12:58 PM Central Standard Time
From:	Karre
To:	Laurel

> ::Leslie squirmed a little, then renewed her sunny you-can-bite-me-snob-boy
> look for the maitre d. In return, she scratched at the area where his tail
> joined his body, which she knew would be a very pleasurable feeling.::

::A little shudder ran up and down Iyami's spine.  Leslie was being so very
naughty!  What a turn-on!   Who knew you could have this much fun with your
clothes on?::

> ::Leslie slid into the booth, her dress slit opening up all the way as she
> did. It gave Iyami and the maitre d (if he was looking) a nice peek at her
> bare hip.::

::Of course the maitre d' was looking.  He was only human, after all...he
noticed the woman looking at him with a knowing smile and grew bright red.::

> This reminds me of Danger Island. ::she commented, then gazed at Iyami.:: A
> booth like this provides a great deal of privacy. ::eyebrow wiggle::

::Iyami was thinking of the things he could do with that hip if only that
shithead Jeeves would amscray.::  "Ya don't say?"

> ::Once he was gone, Leslie decided to get just a little petting to wet her
> whistle, since she *was* hungry and was going to have to wait to do what she
> had planned. She crossed her legs demurely, then grabbed Iyami's hand and put
> it right on the upper knee. She leaned over and kissed his mouth.:: I love
> being here with you, making that stuffed shirt's life a living hell.

"Dinner AND a show!"  ::Iyami smiled, kissing her back.  He massaged her
upper knee, just to get his hand warmed up.  He then zipped his hand right up
to her shaven crotch, poking a finger into her slit.  He kissed her again at
the same time, long slow and wet.::

Subj:	Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	10/26/98 4:04:22 AM Central Standard Time
From:	Laurel
To:	Karre

<< "Dinner AND a show!"  ::Iyami smiled, kissing her back.  He massaged her
upper knee, just to get his hand warmed up.  He then zipped his hand right up
to her shaven crotch, poking a finger into her slit.  He kissed her again at
the same time, long slow and wet.:: >>

::Leslie gave a surprised moan and squirm at the finger peeking in to explore
her depths; she hadn't expected him to do that so soon. She hadn't even been
sure if he would do that at the table or just wait until she arranged for a
little trist in the women's bathroom. But here was her answer! And it excited
her! The white tablecloth would hide what he was doing to the other patrons
who might look or the waitors. They would have no idea! It was so secret and
naughty and hot!::
::Leslie immediately uncrossed her legs to show him that this particular idea
he had was OOOOO-KAY with her! One foot slipped around his ankle and stroked
there lightly, playing a little footsy.:: Oh Iyami...more... ::she whispered::

Subj:	 Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	10/26/98 9:00:38 PM Central Standard Time
From:	Karre
To:	Laurel

> ::Leslie gave a surprised moan and squirm at the finger peeking in to explore
> her depths; she hadn't expected him to do that so soon. She hadn't even been
> sure if he would do that at the table or just wait until she arranged for a
> little trist in the women's bathroom. But here was her answer! And it excited
> her! The white tablecloth would hide what he was doing to the other patrons
> who might look or the waitors. They would have no idea! It was so secret and
> naughty and hot!::

::Iyami smiled as her kissed her, enjoying her reaction.::

> ::Leslie immediately uncrossed her legs to show him that this particular idea
> he had was OOOOO-KAY with her! One foot slipped around his ankle and stroked
> there lightly, playing a little footsy.:: Oh Iyami...more... ::she whispered::

::Iyami couldn't help grinning like a maniac.  He LOVED the thought of doing
this in a public place, right under everyone's noses, and he was so goddamned
excited that Leslie not only was letting him do it, she was *encouraging* it!
::  "What baby wants, baby ge--"

"Ahem."  ::A flustered young server stood at the end of their table.  He had
nervously fidgeted there for a while,. hoping to be noticed, but these two
were obviously not going to notice him until he said something.  This
situation was definately not covered in his training.  If his boss hadn't
stressed to him the importance of serving the couple immediately, he would
have left them alone.::  "Um, welcome to Chez Snuti.  My name is, um,
Hiyata,  and I'll be your, uh, server for the evening.  What would you like
to, uh, that is, would you like to start with something to drink?"  ::His
face was beet red.::

::Iyami stopped necking and sat back, keeping his finger in its spot.  His
whole attitude was that of one who is behaving in  the correct manner.::
"Howdy, Hiyata.  Nice to meet you.  Gimme an imported beer, surprise me.
What'll you have, Les?  It's good to know *this* one has a name. Right?"
::With a naughty smile, he wiggled his finger a little.::

Subj:	Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	10/27/98 7:41:48 PM Central Standard Time
From:	Laurel
To:	Karre

<< "Um, welcome to Chez Snuti.  My name is, um, Hiyata,  and I'll be your,
uh, server for the evening.  What would you like to, uh, that is, would you
like to start with something to drink?"  ::His face was beet red.::
 
 ::Iyami stopped necking and sat back, keeping his finger in its spot.  His
whole attitude was that of one who is behaving in  the correct manner.::
"Howdy, Hiyata.  Nice to meet you.  Gimme an imported beer, surprise me.
What'll you have, Les?  It's good to know *this* one has a name. Right?" >>

::Leslie only looked up at the waitor and smiled in her sultry way when she
was aroused.:: Hi. ::"I'm being fingered under the table, how are you
tonight?" that smile said.::

Hm, I think I will have a strawberry daquiri, thank you. It's good that you
have a name, unlike your maitre d.

Subj:	 Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	10/27/98 9:34:08 PM Central Standard Time
From:	Karre
To:	Laurel

> ::Leslie only looked up at the waitor and smiled in her sultry way when she
> was aroused.:: Hi. ::"I'm being fingered under the table, how are you
> tonight?" that smile said.::

((You fucking crack me up!! :D))

::Gonna hafta get a shot of that look one of these days,  Iyami thought to
himself.::

> Hm, I think I will have a strawberry daquiri, thank you. It's good that you
> have a name, unlike your maitre d.

"Oh, uh, he has a name, ma'am, it's--"

"I know, it's Jeeves.  I just named him.  Poor bastard, growing up with no
name.   Mother must have hated him as a child."  ::Iyami shook his head,
tsk-tsking.::

::The poor guy's eyes almost bugged out.::  "Oh no sir, his name---"

"Who's name?  Oh, you mean Jeeves.  Hiyata, I'm sure you have better things
to do than discuss that poor man's name.  Like get our drinks?   And maybe a
menu?"  ::Iyami suggested.::  "Besides, I want to get back to making out with
my date.  Imagine going through life with no name.  Must be a bitch cashing
his paychecks...."  ::Iyami muttered at Hiyata fled.::  "Where was I?"
::Iyami asked Leslie.::  "Oh yes, here..."  ::He grabbed Leslie's head with
his free hand and commenced to suck-face with enthusiam.::

Subj:	Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	10/28/98 1:16:43 AM Central Standard Time
From:	Laurel
To:	Karre

<< "Where was I?"  ::Iyami asked Leslie.::  "Oh yes, here..."  ::He grabbed
Leslie's head with his free hand and commenced to suck-face with enthusiam.::>>

::Leslie looked back and forth between Hiyata and Iyami during the
conversation, amused, and also feeling a little sorry for the poor waitor.
Once Iyami was back to kissing her, she kissed back passionately, running her
fingers through his hair. She was suddenly struck with some very dirty ideas,
and could not wait to put them into play, to see who could last longer, she
or Iyami. Leslie loved a good challenge.::

::Leslie barely noticed when Hiyata brought back their drinks and menus,
because her tongue was firmly planted in Iyami's mouth. She suddenly noticed
the menus, so she moved back from her lover and picked one up, glancing over
it briefly, then setting it up on the table folded out, in a standing
position. With that sultry look Iyami liked, Leslie did the same with the
other menu. Now no one could see them unless they came right up on the table
and peered over the menus.::
::Leslie took advantage of this privacy to give Iyami back some of what he
was giving her. She pulled down her off the shoulder dress and exposed her
breasts to him.:: Wanna cop a little feel before Hiyata comes back? Or maybe
you'd like a little peek at your smooth handiwork again? ::She opened her
dress at the slit and folded it back to expose her pussy, with his finger still in it.::

Subj:	 Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	10/28/98 10:04:20 PM Central Standard Time
From:	Karre
To:	Laurel

> ::Leslie barely noticed when Hiyata brought back their drinks and menus,
> because her tongue was firmly planted in Iyami's mouth. She suddenly noticed
> the menus, so she moved back from her lover and picked one up, glancing over
> it briefly, then setting it up on the table folded out, in a standing
> position.

::Iyami waited patiently with his mouth open and tongue out, making little
wriggles with his finger just to tease Leslie.::

> With that sultry look Iyami liked, Leslie did the same with the
> other menu. Now no one could see them unless they came right up on the table
> and peered over the menus.::

"I like the way your dirty little mind works,"  ::Iyami said, only his tongue
was still out so it sounded more like 'Ah lah da way yoa duhdy ih-le mie
wohh.'  He was doing his best to get Leslie to lose it one way or the other.::

> ::Leslie took advantage of this privacy to give Iyami back some of what he was
> giving her. She pulled down her off the shoulder dress and exposed her breasts
> to him.::

::Iyami's eyes bugged out.  Was Leslie really doing this?!  In public?!
Woah, mama!::

> Wanna cop a little feel before Hiyata comes back?

::Iyami had to grab a boob before Leslie chickened out.  He got a handfull,
squeezing a breast gently.  Hardly believing he was doing this in a fancy
restaurant, he lowered his head and took the tit in his mouth.  His hand
kneaded the breast as he ran his tongue over the erect nipple, sucking
gently.::

> Or maybe you'd
> like a little peek at your smooth handiwork again? ::She opened her dress at
> the slit and folded it back to expose her pussy, with his finger still in
> it.::

::Iyami keep his face near Leslie's breasts to look down.:  "My god, Leslie,
there's something stuck in there!"  ::Iyami said with alarm.::  "Hold still,
I think I can get it out..."  ::He wiggled his finger more, and another
finger joined it.::  "No use!  It's only sinking faster...Oh no!"  ::A third
finger made its way into her.::  "It's an invasion!  Oh, well---back to the
titties."  ::He moved to the other breast while gently moving the fingers in
and out of her pussy.  He teased her clit with his thumb, in wide circular
motions, not quite close to it, while taking the nipple between his teeth,
gently nibbling.::

Subj:	Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	10/29/98 4:35:00 AM Central Standard Time
From:	Laurel
To:	Karre

<<"I like the way your dirty little mind works,"  ::Iyami said, only his
tongue was still out so it sounded more like 'Ah lah da way yoa duhdy ih-le
mie wohh.'  H was doing his best to get Leslie to lose it one way or the
other.::>>

Is it the Novocaine? ::she asked with a mischievous smile::

<<::Iyami's eyes bugged out.>>

::And Leslie's wicked smile grew wider.::

<<He got a handfull, squeezing a breast gently.  Hardly believeing he was
doing this in a fancy restaurant, he lowered his head and took the tit in his
mouth.  His hand kneaded the breast as he ran his tongue over the erect
nipple, sucking gently.:>>

Oooooooh...Iyami...oooooh that feels good. ::she moaned, quietly::

<<::Iyami keep his face near Leslie's breasts to look down.:  "My god,
Leslie, there's something stuck in there!"  ::Iyami said with alarm.::  "Hold
still, I think I can get it out..."  ::He wiggled his finger more, and
another finger joined it.::  "No use!  It's only sinking faster...Oh no!"
::A third finger made its way into her.::  "It's an invasion!  Oh,
well---back to the titties."  ::He moved to the other breast while gently
moving the fingers in and out of her pussy.  He teased her clit with his
thumb, in wide circular motions, not quite close to it, while taking the
nipple between his teeth, gently nibbling.::>>

::Leslie started to chuckle when he began to joke, but once he started
slipping fingers into her, she gasped. Her eyes went feverish with lust and
she got that ecstasy look she always got when Iyami touched her like this. He
was winning this challenge! She hissed through her teeth.:: God, Iyami!
You're incredible! ::she whispered:: Ohhhh baby! Ohhhhhh! Right there! Uhhhh!
::The last moan was loud enough for others to hear at nearby tables.:: Ohhh,
GOD! Oh yes, yes, I like that nibbling. You make me so wet baby... ohhhhh...
::Leslie wasn't trying to be quiet anymore; she moaned in almost a regular
speaking voice. Her hips began to buck toward his working fingers, which made
squeaky noises as her bare bottom made friction against the leather seat. God
she wanted to cum!::
Let me know if you see that waitor coming back, okay? ::Leslie panted to
Iyami, as if he could see any better than she could over the
menus.::

To be continued!