At a banquet

There was Mrs. Samuels wearing a lovely beautiful white dress, drinking champaign as she was talking with the men and woman at the banquet as it was her friend Denise Hathman's company who had a fun raising Banquet for the poor and needy. The place was classy and elegant, it had classical music playing from Harps, pianos and violins.

"Hello Sandra, having a good time,"

"Oh hello Mr. Bernstein, yes I'm enjoying myself indeed,"

"Oh yes, I am," said Sandra as she took a sip of her champaign as Mr. Bernstein did the same with his.

"Mr. Bernstein, it's wonderful how you're able to put this banquet all together, and talking about rasing funs, is good that, that money in donations is going to help the poor,"

"Of course Sandra, it's all for the ones in need, that's important,"

There Sandra stood talking with Mr. Bernstien, her friend's boss as Denise came over to them. "Hey Sandra, Mr. Bernstien, how are you two doing?," said Denise, as Sandra said, "doing just fine," as I and my friend Tiffany saw from where I was, how she kissed Denise on the lips and on the sides of her face to me and my friend's shock. While Mrs. Samuels was standing there, she then told the people there, "If you could excuse me, I have to use the lady's restroom." Now Drinking all the champaign, burying it down hatchet, she put the empty glass down on the table and headed to where me and my friend are, at that was by the lady's room as we thought to ourseleves, "it's time to get Mrs. Samuels out of that dress, and for her to strip down to her birthday suite, in other words, no clothes on, baring from head to toe."