After eatting and paying the bill they went on to find a local party for the rest of the night, I let them know I'd meet up with them soon. Looking ...round the restaurant, it was only me and the waitress behind the bar. I walk around to the bar right up to her. Smiling the whole time I am approaching her she ask me simply "Que quieras?" I quickly reply "Bese me" as a wrap my arms around her waist. A bit surprised at first, she goes along with it laying her arms on my shoulders hesitantly. His daughter was ... a redhead.“When did you do that?” he asked, shocked.“Last night. I’m going to Washington, DC and get one of those redhead babies.”“Dyeing your hair won’t make the baby a redhead,” Mr. Dean sighed. Another of his daughter’s crazy ideas. Besides, she needed live sperm to get pregnant and everyone knew the only man with live sperm in the country was that red-haired toothpick... “You’re going to try to seduce Mr. Adams?” Dean couldn’t believe the audacity of his daughter.“Got. He would be like putty in my hands so that Friday night I dressed to the nines with spike heels and a nice slinky dress I tucked my cock back between my legs and slipped on a tight silky pair of panties that held my round bottom in check but gave it a good bouncy look when I walked I dabbed on my favorite man getter perfume made sure my make up was perfect then I headed out to find Rick...I took a cab to the club because I knew I would be leaving with Rick and he drove a nice sporty car shiny. "How are things at work?" Leslie broke the short silence with a question directed at Jake."It's coming along, but slowly." Jake replied. "About every tenth jump is totally wild and puts the missile completely out of range of the intended target. It's baffling. The random jump goes way beyond what the fuel should have allowed. The missiles wouldn't have enough fuel to get back on target even if their tanks were full. The only useful purpose it can serve from its outlying position is to hang out.