He seemed to be getting quite fluent in catching at least one of the waitresses' attention, and, if he was right about her, she would quite possibly b...ing with her at least one more for him and his girls, he figured. At seven thirty it turned out he was right. She and one more waitress sat down at their table. “I'm Clara, and this is Deborah,” she said, after which they both sat down and small talked a bit.The other waitress looked at Dan's biscuits and asked if she could have one of them. He. ”“Well, I guess we will find out, won’t we?” and I wondered what that meant as we walked back over to the group. Harry was a little younger than most of the others and he was average in every way, but very nice looking. He could have just as easily been the star quarterback on the football team. He was taking off his jeans as we walked up, so I walked over to him and put my arms around his neck and kissed him. “Tell me what you want?”“Get me good and hard then I’m going to fuck your asshole. "Well, umm, I could strip for you and you could jack off on me. We can do it as many times as you like until you feel the bill has been paid." The memory of her naked body and our previous experience was burned in my mind. My head felt light as I stood up and dropped my pants. "Okay" I said, "show me that sexy, fucking body you have and I will cum all over it." She proceeded to strip, I jacked off for the next few minutes and she climaxed just as I began to squeeze the cum out of my rock hard. *** ‘Rochelle,’ Nate said into the cell phone. ‘Yeah,’ Rochelle said. ‘Can you come and pick me up? I’m at the high school, Bridgette will drive you.’ ‘Sure,’ Rochelle said. Nate looked at the cell phone as the call ended. Like most of their conversations lately it was short, curt, and cold. Bridgette pulled up a few minutes later with Rochelle. ‘Can you give us a few minutes?’ Nate asked Bridgette. She nodded and moved away. Rochelle’s eyes were downcast. ‘I thought about what I was going to.