Hot Blog: TABITHAS TOYBOX was time to meet her parents in the car park of the restaurant, and we duly drove there to find her father's car already there. As soon as we arrived, though, her mother and father got out of their car, Zena saying that we had timed it perfectly, as they had only just arrived themselves.
We all filed into the restaurant, and the Head Waiter, who seemed to recognise John and Zena, and actually addressed them by name, led us to our table. I was pleased, too, when I saw that we were in a corner booth, and realised that all the tables were similarly secluded, so that no-one was overlooked by another table.
Morag turned her back to me as I took off her coat and handed it to the waiter, and watched with great interest as John began to do the same for Zena. At first he did not seem to notice, but as the waiter carried the coats away he seemed to see for the first time how short Zena's skirt really was! At first he seemed stunned, but quickly regaining his composure he gave a broad grin, stepped back to admire her long shapely legs as she brazenly posed for him, then oblivious to both Morag and myself he took her in his arms and kissed her!
