I was bound and determined to finish him off.I pulled my head up and continued to stroke him with my hands, but decided I wanted to do other things fo... a moment. We kissed, deeply, before I dragged my lips across his chin and up to below his ear. I started sucking on his earlobe and moaned his name. He was getting harder. “What do you want Danny?”“Fuck Genevieve, I’m close.” "How close Danny? Do you want me to keep going?" He was so hard in my hands and I wasn't sure what I wanted, but I wanted. When we entered, we discovered the same waiter as last night. This time when we ordered, he seemed slightly more cordial to me, but still acted pissed off that he had to serve Indians. As he grudgingly delivered our food, his surly attitude grated on me. ‘Hey, bud! You don’t seem to like us much, even though we’ve never met before last night. Just what is your problem?’ ‘We shouldn’t have to serve any dirty stinking Indians in here. T’isn’t right making white men eat with Indians. They should. Finally, about nine in the evening, we both reluctantly agreed that I should return to my apartment. After one last long passionate kiss, I said that I would see her at the salon tomorrow, about closing time.Chapter 6I arrived at the salon right at closing time. I wore my light blue French maid's uniform and my apron. However, instead of a matching maid's cap, I continued using a soft scarf completely covering my hair and tied behind my head. I went to Tina's office and put on my 4-inch. ." Deb was a real friend to Angie, she came a lot to her place, so Angie took the bus to Deb's home, holding her handbag extremely carefully. This was less than an hour ride but because of the season it was already plain night when Angie stopped a little before Deb's small, cheap house. All was very still in the street, the lights of Deb's house were off, it seemed empty."Maybe they don't meet here... Maybe they go to a motel ?" Thought Angie. "Or maybe she just went to pick some food before....