We had a whirlwind romance. Even got engaged. Yeah, she seemed like she was really something. Good-looking, smart and extremely good at reading people... I thought I had found a kindred spirit. Unfortunately, she was pure evil. The gal had no conscience whatsoever. We broke up three days before what would have been our wedding day. Last I heard, she was placed on suspension for using excessive force during an interrogation. Yeah, she was that bad. So believe me when I tell you that I sympathize. Di….gas, is that how you say it, Megan?”, the tall, black stranger asked in a smooth, deep tone before suggestively licking his lips which made me blush a little.“ oh yes Albondigas, its a famous Spanish dish, you will love it I promise”, I replied finding his attempt at pronouncing the name of the dish quite cute.The others ordered and I returned back inside to hand in the ticket and serve more customers before returning with their food 20 minutes later.It was surprisingly busy for a Tuesday. She couldn’t stand his air of superiority and the still smug look as he leaned back against his car, arms folded in front of his chest. ‘Well, satisfied?’ ‘It’s okay.’ she said. ‘If that’s all I’ll just take it back.’ ‘No!’ she said, louder than she wanted to. ‘I am satisfied.’ she muttered, looking away. ‘And what do you say then?’ he said, raising one eyebrow. She wanted to snap for being treated like a kid, but held back. ‘Thank you.’ ‘Good girl.’ he said and gave her an unexpected warm. Before Keith began his narration again he leaned forward and ran the back of one finger up and over one of Gemma’s bare breasts. His finger felt that gentle curve of her puffy breast then it squished over her hardening nipples.“I just love your titties” said Keith in all softness and sincerity, “They are just so cute and pretty and touchable.”“Never mind about my titties. What about your cock and Tess’s cunt?” said Gemma to hurry things along.“Ummmm ... well...” carried on Keith, “ ... I guess.