His hand goes around her waist and his palm presses against her lower abdomen while his other hand goes onto the side of her thigh and slowly starts m...ving up towards her hip in a very precise movement, like he knew exactly what he is doing. Still the girl doesn’t say anything, she doesn’t even move away from his grasp. There is something about him that makes her want to stay where she is although she isn’t sure what just yet. The server starts walking towards the girls table with her. A woman's body?" Ron asked. "Well.........I......saw this really hot girls boobs once.......and I saw her pussy too.....she was in the locker room, and I peeked. I didn't caught. I jacked off when I got home." Drew said. "Too much info, son." Ron said, laughing. "I couldn't help it.....she was alone, and she was...fingering her pussy....." Drew said. "Now, I still jack off son. Don't make it seem like it's weird. Hell, I jacked off right before you came in here!" Ron said. "Which brings me too. " Whatever you say, baby-girl."In a whisper: "Thank you, Cully, for correcting me. You were right, honey."The remaining two plus hours went by very quickly. There were no more traffic stops. Just a slow cruise thru the shopping district and industrial tracts. With his search light Tommy chased off a car of young lovers.Girl became quiet and was at rest. I held her tight and soon the movement of the car and the quiet of the streets allowed her to sleep.A new dispatcher came aboard. Mark. I. All the little things Ruth and I used to do together. ‘Listen, I don’t care anymore! I’ve had it with you, with you and this silly goddamned boat! I’m going to my sister’s, you do what you’ve always done, you do what you goddamned well want to, because I don’t give a flying fuck anymore…’ It sounded a lot like a one-way conversation to me. Mumbled evasions, a life of simple denial, perhaps. ‘Tell you what, Hank. I’ll have my lawyer call your lawyer. Maybe then you’ll say something…and maybe.