They don’t know you and neither did I. There was also the chance that they both would be driving. Our evening plans didn’t evolve until well into ...he evening. If we had known earlier what was going on, they might have. I don’t think so because you were there. But if was just the three of us, Dad would have a beer or maybe Mom would have had a cocktail or something. I won’t know anyone but you tonight so I’ll drink soda. If it looks as though we’re going to be staying for a while I might have a. Just as I was about to suggest a bottle of wine, I felt a foot brush against my ankle. Jennifer, her angelic face buried almost theatrically in her menu, let a smile play across her mouth as she slipped her pretty foot slowly up and down my calf. "Red for me please," she lifted her head and met my eyes, her foot moving higher until it rested on the chair between my legs. "Red it is. Light or full-bodied? Darling? They have a nice Pinot, or a Syrah, I'm good with either. Oh!" I gasped as I. Damn. Just when I am in a fighter.He shot past the trio of ships and turned around on them. This was his best bet. They would be putting all their shields forward for the one ship. Hopefully. He carefully aimed at an engine and pulled the trigger. Nothing happened. Then he remembered. The fins. Another button and the four fins rose up and made an X on the fighter. He re-aimed at the engine and pulled the trigger. Still nothing. Damn! Forgot the guns. Yet another button. and four long thin guns. She eventually asked, "What happened, Jennifer?"Jennifer explained, "For the last few weeks Mark has been pressuring me to swap partners with his roommate, but I refused. Mark and I fell asleep together tonight but I was awakened by someone making love to me. It turned out Mark had traded rooms with Max without my consent. I immediately kicked Max out of my room then Mark and I had a big fight. I threw his ring at him. It's over."Heather hugged her daughter even tighter. "I love you, Jennifer..