Jenna and Emma Diner

small chapter problem, I'll put them one after the other

As Mr. Roarke was returning from school, Mistress Adeline arrived with Taboo, just as agitated as with the previous actress.

Mr. Roarke, a guest had just arrived with a friend a day early, just as famous, who will surprise you with their request.

Mr. Roarke liked Taboo, but this time he was really annoying him, especially since the way Adeline had sent him away was pushing his patience to the limit.

• Enough, Taboo! I don't have much time to put up with your jokes or riddles.

Taboo looked up and opened the door, revealing Jenna Ortega and Emma Myers, who were passionately kissing.

Mr. Roarke sighed. All of Hollywood seemed to have given the word. He coughed. The two girls stopped, blushing.

• Hello, ladies. I'm pleased to meet you, but I was expecting you tomorrow. He tapped on his touchscreen, read the file, and raised a questioning and amused eyebrow.
• If I read correctly, you have several problems, and asking for your wishes is my specialty. You, Miss Ortega, by dint of playing your role, have become insensitive and frigid, and you, Miss Myers, you are still a virgin. That's why you want me to organize your fantasy of being taken in an orgy as a sex ****. Pointing to Emma, you want to accompany your friend and arrange for me to organize your defloration before joining her.

Red with shame, they nodded, but visibly excited and worried.

• I assure you, it won't be a problem. I will make sure, Miss Myers, that this defloration is a wonderful event, and I assure you, Miss Ortega, that you will never have felt so much pleasure. Our island has never failed, he kissed their hands.
• Taboo is taking these ladies to the best rooms on our estate. You'll need to be in top form tomorrow. However, I'm inviting you to my table tonight if you'd like. We'll be able to chat better than between two doors.

The happy girls nodded.

• Thank you, Mr. Roarke, gladly. Jenna and Emma stood on either side of Mr. Roarke and kissed him on the cheek.

When they left, he smiled.

-Ah, these young people.

Dinner

At the appointed time, the two young women arrived. They looked sublime, and Mr. Roarke felt like he had been twenty years ago. Taboo, too busy with their guest, Teyla, would leave them alone; nothing would spoil this moment.

Jenna and Emma had dressed in their finest clothes.

Roarke, ever the gentleman, came to meet them and kiss their hands.

• Ladies, you are sublime. I am a happy man to eat in your company.

Jenna smiled.

• Oh, Mr. Roarke, it's us who thank you. We know it's thanks to you that we were able to come to this island; we didn't meet all the requirements.
• Please, as the island director, I have every right to make exceptions.

He offered them their chairs as a gentleman so they could sit down. Mr. Roarke was pleasantly surprised by the complicity and love that emanated from their relationship. Admittedly, they weren't a real couple, but they had everything they needed to be happy if they had wanted to be. However, they were looking elsewhere for what was right under their noses.

The lobster dishes were a treat, the seafood dishes were particularly appreciated by the two friends. The oysters were truly a fun moment when Jenna showed Emma how to eat them and made her friend eat some. A sensual moment that they didn't hesitate to prolong under the gaze of Mr. Roarke, who never missed a single subtle interaction. Jenna considered Emma too much like a little sister, even though she clearly wanted more.

Emma felt a shiver run down her spine as Jenna's fingers brushed against her skin. She took the bread with a trembling hand, her lips parting slightly as if to whisper a reply that didn't come. Mr. Roarke's amused gaze shifted from one to the other, observing the way the candlelight played in Emma's dilated eyes.

A silent waiter placed a bowl of exotic fruit between them, its pink flesh as tender as the nascent atmosphere; these fruits were tastier than many desserts made by human hands.

• Mr. Roarke was happy to share a peaceful moment in such good company. Emma made Jenna laugh after biting into a piece of fruit that exploded and smeared her with juice. Jenna washed her, taking the opportunity to place kisses on her face to pick up the bits that had stuck to it.

When she finished, she sat down with a serious expression.

• Mr. Roarke, thank you again for allowing us to come. You know we won't be able to repay the amount of this opportunity for a long time.

Mr. Roarke smiled. He didn't really care, it was his prerogative after all.

You will repay me when you can; you have time.

• Thank you, Mr. Roarke, but I want to thank you by paying interest.