" She finished taking my order and asked Chris what she wanted.I saw that Chris was staring at the woman's nipples, which were indeed hard and pointin... through her shirt. The waitress was visibly nervous and tried to hide her chest with her note pad, unsuccessfully. After telling her what she wanted for supper, Chris said, "I would like you to be my dessert." Even that statement surprised me. The waitress froze. "Would you like to meet us", I noticed the us part, "later? My friend could watch. This was first class treatment and I really appreciated the effort Mike had made. My cell phone rang halfway to the house and Mike said, "I just called Britt and she said she may not be there when you get there. The driver has a key for you, see you later tonight."I let myself in the house and headed up the stairs to my room, as I passed the main second floor bathroom I heard Brittney humming a little tune and when I got to the door I noticed it was not shut tight, as I passed I looked through. You two go enjoying your time alone now."Jake and Lucinda checked into a luxurious hotel in downtown Vegas. They would spend the rest of the weekend there being with one another. Once up in their room, Lucinda opened up the blinds and stared out the window. She smiled looking down at the city bright lights and all the people.Jake walked to her and put his arms around her softly kissing her neck. "Mmm I love your touch," Lucinda whispered."I can't believe we are finally married. It was worth. Wondering about her nephew's naughty but sweet littleredhead tart, one that secretly craved to suck up to real boyfriendinstead!"Yea." Tommy agreed. "And he needs to look cuter so other boys willlike him." As a genuine Fag-Hag, his auntie raised an eyebrow atTommy's remark. Her (suddenly butch) nephew was already deciding tomake over his elusive motorcycle bitch.Tommy boy was still speaking intensely, hands close to making fists andsaying: "And he needs to get off the booze and weed - Sometimes.