She's very light-skinned, and appears to be a natural blonde. She has green eyes that draw one's attention right to them. She was drinking with about ... or 6 people at the bar, so I sat at a table by myself. Tracy (the bartender) got me a drink and took my food order. Tracy wasn't gon 30 seconds when Angie came to my table and invited herself to sit down with me. We had a nice conversation, and she gave several come-hither looks. I asked her what she had planned for the evening - she said, "Not. When we were on the beach I thought the sparkle I saw was a reflection of the moon light, now I know better, it's coming from within you." If my eyes are sparkling, it's because of you. You can never leave me, Rob. I don't think I'd survive if you did." I'm not planning on going anywhere, not tonight, not tomorrow, not ever! I'm yours, for as long as you'll have me."I lowered my face to hers and we kissed again, gentle and loving but I was still moving my hips and grinding on her with the. Still, she kept her spine straight and walked up to the desk with deliberate steps.He rose from his chair and greeted her with an ironic bow of the head as she approached.“Ms. Fischer.” His voice was low--iron wrapped in velvet, and it unnerved her. She began to speak before she was ready, three different speeches crowding into her mouth at once, and she found herself stuttering incoherently. He held up his hand to silence her.“Please. First of all, allow me to introduce myself: John. But men don't miss a thing. The waiter comes to take our order, his eyes open like marbles. And I could see that he was hard on when he came back with our drinks.Shortly afterwards a small group of 3 men sat at the table next to us. A few strong looks despite my husband's presence, and I send them back. I then stare one of the 3 men in the eye and smile at him. I decide to go to the bathroom and tell my husband loud enough for the men next door to hear me. When I got up, I gave them a clear.