The uniform was a Danskin type outfit with a very short aprin/skirt over it. All the girls wore pantyhose , usally coffee colored Legs brand shear to ...the waist , how do I know? My wife worked there for several years. She looked very sexy in her outfit and it wasn't uncommon for some of the male customers to feel her up as she waited tables. She has had a customer openly run his hand up her inside thigh all the way to her crotch. It's one of those deals , does she slap the guy and loose a good. Really?” Now I was going to take a real shot at him. “I bet you and he didn’t go to his twenty-fifth.” “No, we didn’t.” “Not ‘cool enough’ for him?” She smiled coyly, with me. “Something like that,” she said conceding he had been a bit smug. “I thought he was funny,” I conceded. “I’ll probably do the same thing at my wife’s twenty-fifth – make fun of all the staid and pudgy Midwesterners.” “He wasn’t making fun.” I rolled my eyes. “Stop it, Mark.” “Yes Addie.” Our waitress introduced herself as. I interrupted him and told him, "Bob, you must come with me. I will never find a first mate like you again."He said to me, “Are you forgetting you have no boat now?”I told him, “I will get a brand new one.”He said, “When and if you get a boat come for me, and I might go with you."I snarled at him and said, "In your dreams. Goodbye, Bob, and good luck."He walked over to me as I was about to board one of the rescue boats and handed me a coconut. He then said to me, “Inside the coconut is a letter. I saw what you did to that woman."Heather shivered as she remembered the sight of the woman's bloodied face, though she cast an admiring glance at Richie."I got the guy that was on the ground holdin' his nuts, too," Richie said with a smirk. "Guess how that happened."Jason stepped forward and clapped Richie on the shoulder. Heather approached and squeezed his other arm, the corners of her mouth twitching upward. "Thanks, Richie," she said.Richie rolled his eyes, but fought the urge to grin.