" Pushing her plate back, she said, "Those are about the best waffles I've had, and I don't like waffles."I stood, gathered my soiled dishes and walke...d into the kitchen. Eleanor was close behind, took the dishes from my hands, and pushed me aside, rinsing the plates and placing them in the dishwasher. I stepped back and studied her as she busied herself. I paid particular attention when she leaned over and arranged the plates in the dishwasher; her skirt stretched tight across her ass.Eleanor. Swedish lady, by the way. Another ginger, like Danielle,” I commented now.“Hannelore Lindstrom, to be precise. She was ... delicious!” Frankie licked her lips at that memory, only hours old.“And Carlita ... Sanjuro, that’s your ex-fiancee. Do you have any ... affection for her left at all?” Danielle probed a bit with me.“Yes, I do. We’ve had our problems, hence the break-up, but yes, she’s very ... intoxicating,” I put it mildly.“Sounds like a prize recruit, if you ask me. My name’s Henryk. When he got outside he quickly glanced around to see if he could see where Daniel had gone but he couldnt see him. He was worried and a little confused about the situation he had suddenly found himself in. Danny! he yelled as he frantically searched the busy street, Where are you buddy? Various people stared at him as they wondered what was going on but Jake was too busy to notice them as he continued to look around, waiting for a response. There was none. He had to think hard but the alcohol. ‘I’ve been worried you might not wish to see me again.’ ‘Who me?’ She hesitated. ‘Have you got someone there with you?’ ‘Of course not. Mom would skin me alive if I had a chick in my bedroom with the door closed.’ ‘Well I wondered who else you thought I was addressing. Is the door closed?’ ‘Yeah and as I said there’s no chick here. Besides I can’t help but want to see you again.’ ‘Oh why’s that? ‘I’m unlikely to get a better offer for Christmas dinner.’ The notes of her laughter rang out.