A "normal" dinner

William reached up and started fondling the half-naked woman's tits. He and Eiza ordered, and before the waitress left, William told her to bring a couple of bottles of olive oil.

"Why don't you join me, Eiza?" asked William. "She has nice tits. You'd like to feel her up."

"Well, OK," said Eiza. She reached her left hand up and started to fondle the woman's tit.

"See, she likes showing off her tits in public, and she loves it when men and women feel her up. Isn't that right?" William asked the woman.

"Oh yes. It's very nice."

"What's your name?" asked William.

"Olivia Thomas."

"But you like people calling you 'Oliva Titmouse,' right Miss Titmouse?"

"Oh yeah, it's such a cute nickname."

The waitress came back with two bottles of olive oil and Eiza and William's drinks. William looked at Olivia. "Miss Titmouse, coat your tits in olive oil then walk around and ask people to massage them. It would be a very nice thing for you to do."

"Why yes it would. Olivia poured the olive oil over her tits. The oil poured down her chest to her stomach and all over her slacks. She rubbed the oil in and walked off.

"There's something I can't quite put my finger on," said Eiza.

"Well, you put your finger on Miss Titmouse's tit, but what is it?" asked William.