We had passed the Highway Patrol scales about thirty miles back, a rest stop about ten miles before that and an Indian Gaming Casino near the scales. ...We talked to the officers at the scales, they made notes and promised to ask the regulars if they had seen a late model Caprice broken down out near Indio. The Indians put up flyers in the entryway, the restaurant, and the big gas station next door. I don't agree with their state wide monopoly on gambling, but the Indians are good people. The FBI. I hope you like it."They sat at the table and started in on the food. The steaks were done to perfection. During the meal, Jason kept glancing over to his niece. She was still in her bikini and he could see her nipples through her skimpy top. He was really looking forward to making love with her again. As Jason thought about her, he could feel his semi rigid cock pressing against his shorts. He had to squirm a bit to position himself to be more comfortable.Even though she had a smaller portion,. We made eye contact as she talked with the hostess (who I later found out was a close friend of hers). I walked over to her and asked if she would like to join me for lunch. I was very pleased when she accepted and we sat down at my booth and started talking. She informed me that she was nineteen and a student as I had suspected. I was captivated by the way she handled herself. I could tell she loved attention and I was obviously showing her alot of that! We talked about our personal lives and. "No, it was kind of fun in fact. I had always thought that dancing was hard, but it seems easy." Jack finished his statement and took a long drink from the soda can. He set the empty on the table and asked, "What's next?" Slow dancing," she said with a smile. "This might be a little harder for me to teach you, the guy is supposed to lead. We will just have to do it backwards until you get the hang of it."Kim changed the CD and started the music. She showed her brother how to hold his hands, one.