He looks at Me and then back at you and you just smile and nod. He quickly takes a napkin and blots it against your blouse, pressing more against your...tits than really necessary. I tell him that to do a better job, he should take a napkin in one hand and slide it inside your blouse and blot from the outside with a napkin in his other hand. Without hesitation this time, he slips one hand inside your blouse, making sure to rub the back of his hand against your nipples, again taking much more time. He sat there fuming. Stunned that this hot little piece of ass was not going to give him what he wanted. Tapping his fingers on the table, his analytical mind began working, not accepting defeat, when he heard the MC announce the contest was beginning. He had no patience or interest in watching the contestants, instead a sat staring, burning a whole in in the back of her curly head. He was thinking he'd like to have a handful of that hair, when she suddenly stood up and walked to the door. ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME MEGAN?!? I shouted and stood up from my chair tipping it over and throwing down my napkin on the table. She sunk into her chair and looked down I gave you enough heads up to get someone to work for at the bar She chirped Thats not the fucking point! I cant just drop everything and go half way across the world just to help with your school project She shot out of her chair That didnt stop you from leaving me here by my self when you went to Iraq! Thats Different, its. He told me they weighed over eight pounds on average, and that he raised crop after crop, of watermelons down there that grew to over forty pounds.”I told them, “Then we need to think about planting these bottom fields here by the river in melons and plant most of the vegetables back on the other farms.”Tom agreed, “Les, that might not be a bad idea, at least until you get to know the place better. We’ll harvest the first crop of melons in the early summer, and the river is not likely to rise.