John I see the waitress is bringing my food over. You see I ordered before you got here and since you weren't on time you won't be able to eat." The ...waitress, her name was Jill, brought Dana her food and asked if I would like to order. Before I had a chance to reply Dana began to speak in her gentle voice. "Jill, He won't be eating today. He was late for lunch and I told him that his punishment is that he will skip lunch today." "Dana, what are you doing!" I shouted. "Jill, and besides not. 'Stupid motha f-f-fucka. I oughta cut you.'Breathing in and out, I didn't respond. I was braced and ready in case his anger spilled over, but there was little I could do. As the fog in my head began to clear, I was suddenly very afraid.'W-w-walk asshole.'With a firm grip on each arm, they more or less dragged me through the ditch and then frog marched me back towards the table. Looking ahead, I could see the big guy was still sitting calmly, as if nothing had happened, and his attitude scared. Was sheuncomfortable or thrilled to be so openly lusted after? Maybe a little ofboth?"Kayla. Pleased to meet you. And," taking a drink off the waitress's tray,"I think this is my wine. Thank you. If you don't mind though, I have somepeople I need to catch up with on text. See you later?" No problem, of course. Here take my card. It has my personal cell on it."Hipster Anthony smiled in answer as the boys stood up to leave.Like a bolt of lightning an errant fragment of a thought intruded into. The creaking footsteps he had taken on the wooden floor entrance, silent on the living room carpet floor. He passed the brown coffee table on his left, passed the TV on his right and reached the door Val had already gone through. He stood silently outside the entrance to the bedroom. The yellowish lights already turned on inside, Val already waiting. He was excited but nervous. The smut he was about to take pleasure in with a gorgeous woman, reducing him into a drooling boy inside. He took a.