I know you want me." How can you talk like that?" he scolded her."Because," she said and reached down, slid her hand under his belt, and grabbed his r...gid member. "A girl can always tell these things." Sue, uh, this isn't right," he stammered."C'mon, dad! Remember you told me how you regret not screwing around with that loose girl in high school when she made a play for you? You were a gentleman and sent her on her way." Yeah," he mumbled, "but..." And now you wish you had done her when you had. Not only disconcerting but also my pants ego was getting pretty uncomfortable and starting to drool. Add to that this lady had both of her hands clutching one of mine. It is pretty difficult to begin a conversation."How many of these kids are yours?" I opened the conversation thinking it a reasonable topic.She looked at me questioningly for a few seconds then smiled sweetly. She seemed to sit up straighter and even pushed her magnificent chest out. "All of them are my children." Ah, um, ah, how. Aliceaalmost ran right into him. She was about to say “Excuse me,” or “Fuckyou.” But he would enjoy the second choice too much.But before she spoke, he started backing into the hallway,allowing Alicea to move to the door, even though she remained in front ofhim. She didn’t look at his eyes until he stopped again.They were deep into the hallway. The women’s bathroom was at thefar end, and they were effectively cut-off from the restaurant eyes.She wanted to scream, but again found his eyes. Her. She explained her time away as there being a line at the toilet. They continued there evening talking, drinking and gazing lovingly into each others eyes. Before long the main course was placed onto the table. the waitor smiling even more than normal. Hubby thanked him and he walked away. Lisa followed him with her eyes and saw all the other waitors and kitchen staff staring at her with smiles on their faces. She looked down at her chicken in white wine sauce and realised that either the waitor.