My waitress was a cute little redhead by the name of Patty. She flirted every chance she could. She didn't have a dynamite figure, rather it was just ...verage, but her eyes twinkled when she laughed and I thought she was pretty enough just the way she was. There was only one problem I could see. She was too young for me. She was a senior at Highland Park High School. After awhile the "ya knows" and the "likes" got to me. I made her day by leaving her a large tip, but that's all.I headed on home. .SHe gave small sounds ……..oh…..and our breathing was increasing …..I licked her neck , earlobes,her back while my hands were exploring her navel and lower abdomen.She turned around and pulled me to her and started sucking my lips. We were kissing and tasting each other’s tongue for 15 minutes. We became very hot and the kisses became licks, bites, moans and my hand was pressing her boobs and one hand was pressing her butt. We exchanged so much of sweet salivas….. I tore her blouse, removed her. Iwas also extremely pleased to see her routine nevervaried either’ go shopping at 9 a.m. back at 10.30 andnever went out for the rest of the dayI solved the 2nd problem by pretending to want toborrow her hair dryer as mine was broken, as I’d hopeshe took me up to the bedroom to get hers and a quickglance round produced a couple of dressing gowns withlong silken sashes. I imagine she thought the broadgrin on my face as for the hair-dryer, stupid cow Ithought.During the summer. The dead solders back on the island had been part of some backwater Indonesian government's police force and their killing had created a minor international incident.Talbot Enterprises under authority of its newly appointed board of directors had made an initial offer to settle all costs, but our lawyers had smelled blood and held out. There had been an out-of-court settlement. My bank account now had a whole series of numbers and zeros in it. I had been thinking that my own charter flying.