.. So, I did my best not to "look away" the next long glance we shared, and motioned for her to join me at my table...which she did. "Hi! I'm Patricia!", the nervous voice said as she sat at my table. I introduced myself, and was pleased that she wasn't lighting up any cigarettes in her nervousness, which rapidly abated as we spoke. I finally said "listen, this place is really pretty noisy, why don't we go someplace where we won't have to shout at each-other?" She said "c'mon, I know of the perfect spot.." I followed her out the door, walked her to her car, and followed her off in mine. The other spot was a short distance away, and we met at the door, walking in as a couple. Everybody knew Patricia there, and she politely introduced me to the very attractive waitresses, who "winked" at her as we found a booth to sit in.. We spent most of the evening just talking, getting to know about each-other, when I felt it was time to "leave" before we got too in- toxicated to legally drive. I felt pretty safe leaving my car there, so we piled into hers, and headed to her place. We hadn't gone more than about a block or two, when at a traffic signal, Patricia leaned- over, said "if I don't kiss you pretty soon, I'm going to go crazy!", and proceeded to offer up her full, luscious mouth to me. I kissed her passionately until one of the driver's behind us, began to honk the horn, telling us to get a move on, the light had changed.. We laughed as we broke the kiss, and drove to her house.. Once inside the house, Patricia led me straight back to her bedroom....not wanting to go through any preliminary stuff on her living-room couch. |