We got chatting to the guy and the young girl maybe both in their mid-20's, my wife was doing all she could to make it clear she was willing and able ...f either of them wanted her or me for that matter. a little later we went for a walk and she passed the waiter and she kissed him full on the lips and told him thank you for the service so far. When we came back to the bar area he sat us in a more secluded section said we might like it their better, it was clear they had been talking about us as. I see her concealed hand has moved back out to the seat as she looks up sweetly at this waiter. His eyes have dropped to her cleavage and, no doubt, to the pronounced tenting effect of her now very erect nipples. She coolly, but politely responds,”I think I’m fine for now. Very fine, indeed.” Her deep-set eyes turn slowly to me, accusingly, as she says this. But the waiter continues, still eyeing Darcy hungrily. “And you sir? Would you like another drink?” Jason’s eyes make the transition to me. Jervas nudged into her ribs a little harder a second time when suddenly the young woman twisted around and leaned up, catching him by surprise."Hey! Cut it out!" she exclaimed. Jervas jumped back and raised his blaster at the Rebel female. Tork and Cochi raised their weapons as well. After a moment of dazed confusion, the woman suddenly recognized her situation. She gasped in fear, looking up at three identical Imperial scout troopers, their faces hidden behind black and white helmets. Slowly. ”As I wasn’t even sure yet I’d take it across the border with me, I happily gave him the pistol. He put it in the glove box.“Very clever. Bet you’re the first one to think of that,” I scoffed.“K-T? Hide that for us, would you?” asked Miles. The box lid closed. I heard some whirring and then it opened again. It was empty.“There, safe and sound in a lockbox behind the dash. No customs agent is going to find that. By the time he does, the car will have driven off or self-detonated. Oh, that’s one.