The red wine in front of me didn't hurt either. Brian was drinking coffee, a sign that he was anticipating a long night.We would have sat there awkwar...dly waiting for the other to make a move all night if Brian hadn't come to the rescue. He could see clearly that I had approved of Sal, and he excuse himself to go and pay for a room upstairs.Sal and I did our best to make small talk while Brian was away. I bit my lip and did all the stereotypical flirty girl things I hadn't done in years as Sal. The place was packed with valentine’s decorations and happy couples occupied the tables, I waited for that loneliness to reappear inside me but when it didn’t show, I opened the door and walked in. Looking around at waitresses’ nametags, I found no Amy. I walked to the counter and asked the man working the register for Amy. ‘Are you Taylen?’ I nodded as he reached below the counter bringing back a note, ‘Amy had to leave, but she told me to give this to you. You’re supposed to read it, and. It looked like the usual assortment of guys that one commonly finds hanging out in such an establishment. All eyes in the room seemed to divert from the screen to me, as hubby guided me to a seat in the front row. I am a mid 40s redhead, with as tight a bod as one might expect for a woman who has had a few k**s. Hubby took to calling me his own personal MILF about five years ago, demonstrating that he still thinks I'm pretty hot. I think I'm doing ok with my perky little 36c tits, and slightly. Sherry weighed in at about 130 or so, and she stood five-nine, so she wasn’t tiny. And she worked out, too. But she was absolutely no match for these two brutes. Struggle though she did, their grip never wavered.NATE! My love! Where are you? What have they done to you? I need a goddamned RESCUE!The two set her down none-to-gently on her back on the kitchen table. Then she realized a new terror.Oh shit! There’s a third guy! Nate! Help Me!While the two original big guys held her down, this other.