She seemed very outgoing and like the rest of the prairie people, very friendly. “Going anywhere exciting?” She quizzed him. “Going home to Vanc...ouver, on a one way ticket.” Gary told her while taking a sip of his drink. “I wish you could take me with you, out of this dump.” Anne wished out loud. Gary chuckled, as he looked at the twenty something waitress. She was a pretty brunette girl, and from what he could tell had a nice build, which unfortunately was disguised because of the bar uniform. 'Rob you were'nt k**ding, shes hot' say one guy. They all join in the compliments, damn it sounds so good to be talked about like that at my age.'OK, shes hot but what has she got for us, can she really look after us all' one buck shouts.' Hey you behave yourself, I'm old enough to be your mother you'll treat me with some respect or you'll get nothing at all' I grinned sexily. 'Well Rob, what do you have in mind for me tonight, we hav'nt discussed anything have we now' I asked.'Well as you're. As I pulled the cap off the water bottle her hand slid to my lower back and then recoiled. "Eew, gross!" she chided with amusement. I gurgled the water and release a dramatic exhale. "Aah, well, what did you expect?" I took another long pull as she returned to her countertops, wiping them with a towel. Like I said, it was a little thing. But as I pulled the bottle from my lips and turned to look at her, the memory of her hand on my waist created a vestigial impression, almost as if it were. He was grateful that his father had loaned him his Catalina again. The heater in the Rustmobile was working, but not very well."Put some gas in it this time," his father said as he was on his way out the door."Sure, Dad," he replied, "but if you want me to do that you'll have to loan me some money."He remembered his father heaving a big sigh as he opened his wallet and gave him a twenty."I won't need this much..." Jim had begun to say."Use the rest to buy that poor girl something nice," he.