"You're not a bad kisser, either." I glanced at the clock on the wall over the door. It read 6:45. "I was about to go get something to eat. Have you h...d dinner yet?" I asked. "No, I haven't even thought about dinner." she said. "Would you like to get out of here and get a bite to eat?" "Sure, I guess so. I mean how can I refuse the man who rescued me from this?" she said, with a smile. So I paid for the drinks and offered her my arm and we went out to our cars. She locked her car up and then. You came along and set a whole new standard for all of the new guys who have been deputized. I'm glad I'm not in that rat race any longer, and you shouldn't be either. I'd love to find out that you're out of that and just kicking back like me. You could buy a house near me and we could do some fishing together, although you'd need a palace and a much bigger boat with the number of women you have."John thought for a moment, and then said, "Hell, you have that monster sailboat, don't you? I'll. ‘Don’t bother. Just send the manager.’ The waitress was nearly my age, and apparently thought that might make it possible for her to play me. ‘Oh! Look…you don’t have to do that. I can fix this, honest!’ I let my eyes hold hers for a moment. I put a touch of steel into my voice as I said, ‘Get the manager…now.’ She flushed. ‘But…!’ And that’s when I reached out with my mind and tapped her brain. The effect was immediate. The waitress blinked, then turned around and walked straight to the back. I was snapped out of my trance by the frantic moaning of both of them. Sweat was rolling down Theo's back as he strove to reach his own release. His thrusting was getting really savage and Susan was making continual mewling sounds as Theo pounded into her. Suddenly I noticed Theo was staring at me again with big questioning eyes. I immediately knew what he wanted. He wanted my permission to come in my wife. Time seemed to stand still while my brain wrestled with the silent question he was.