Traveling Vivian

Chapter FortyNine - Castle of Dreams

Traveling Vivian

Part 49

Author's Note - Sexual. Do not read if offended by this!

After that incident, Phil brought me shopping and out to eat. He got me a whole new wardrobe. I even had six new pairs of shoes. Phil got me two pair of jeans. Four new tops, and three tank tops. He got me four dresses because I told him I was wearing Vanessa's.  I decided to explain to him why I don't have much clothes. We get an allowance from the state which is only ten to twenty dollars a week based on our effort in school. I would have got more because I was a smart kid, but I was never at the foster care and they only gave me ten dollars a week. Vanessa worked and she also did well so Vanessa was the rich one out of the five. In the foster house, I borrowed most of my clothing from Vanessa since I only had two outfits to wear and my black Vans. I could actually switch and swap my clothing now. I actually felt someone cared for me. We were a happy couple, well that's what I like to think.

At lunch we went to Margerie's Cafe. It was a little quiet cafe-like restaurant. We sat down in the farthest corner away from people and prying eyes. We looked over the menu and most of the stuff were pricey and it was definitely French cuisine. I shook my head, unsure what to get. I never really had anything different. Maybe I got a fast food burger and an Italian restaurant because of Vanessa but that was it.

"I don't know what to get," I said. I put my menu down and looked at him. I noticed his deep brown hair and his eyes buried inside the menu. He had eyes shaped perfectly as almond. His ice blue eyes drowned me as I gaze into them. I started to feel my insides fluttering.

"Well how about I order?" He asked.

"I don't mind!" I answered.

The waiter came over with a white dress shirt and black pants. He had a serving apron around his hips. It contained check books and straws. He grabbed out our check book and opened it. "What may i get you folks today?" He asked.

"For drinks, I'll have a glass of red wine. Vivian?"

"Umm... I'll just get a water with lemon," I answered.

"And what she said. So we'll start off with the stuffed mushrooms and the country-styled pate. Then we will have the spicy coconut-crusted salmon and the roasted duck of L'Orange." He said.

The waiter looked at me and I handed my menu to him. "Alright I will get that for you. And we only cook our ducks well here, is that okay?"

Phil nodded.

The waiter was on his way to the kitchen as I looked at Phil. "Have you been here before?"

Phil shook his head. "No I drove past it. It looked very romantic. I sort of don't want to come here alone, at least with someone special." He said.

I looked at him and  I could feel his eyes staring in my eyes. I looked at him with the burning desire. I felt my hand moved across under the table and touched his thigh. Thank goodness, we had a table cloth covering under the table. Phil's hands touched mine and I started caressing his manhood.

"You're lucky you are wearing a dress." He whispered against my ear.

"How?" I asked.

He didn't answer but he crept his fingers up past my skirt and he started to touch me under. I giggled and looked away. He pressed one finger inside and I felt his erection growing.

The waiter came in with our drinks. i looked at him and smiled. "thanks!" I said.

"Your appetizer will be ready in five minutes." The waiter said.