Thread: "I'll take the waitress, to go." (Rapedoll & Swordsman18)

Yes, it is a skill I have acquired over the years of observation, something you will acquire soon as well. He said to her as he took up his fork and knife. He sliced a piece of his country fried steak, he stuck his fork into it and brought it to his mouth while he listened to her continue to talk to him about this other Derrick. He was trying to think of what the significance was this was. It seemed to have nothing in particular of value but he would note it later for future reference. He was snapped out of this mindset when he heard the shattering glass. He looked to see the drunk standing there, laughing a bit about the glass he had dropped. Derrick looked at him with disdain. The man had interrupted Derrick's train of thought and made Amy want to leave. He deserved the look that Derrick had just given him. He gave Amy a smile as he returned to look at her. He was interested in this youth and he had no idea why. He usually was not interested in people, but he was interested in her. He was going to have to analyze his behavior and what led up to this point that caused this change. It is fine go ahead, Amy. I don't want you to get in trouble. Derrick said as he watched her get up. Once again that short skirt was going to lead to problem. He could see it riding up her thigh leading up to something he could not see. He lingered on the sight for less than a second and went back to looking at his food. He could tell from her mannerisms that all of this near showing of her panties was accidental. Derrick let out a sigh, the owner was a bit of a pervert by making his waitresses wear these rather short skirts. It was a ploy to add sex appeal to a rather otherwise boring diner. He looked up from his food after taking another bite. His eyes found Amy at just the wrong time. He saw those tiny pink shear panties that she was wearing. Immediately, his eyes darted away but it was too late. The image was burned into his brain. And of course his mind started to wander onto things it had no business wondering to, like why she had chosen those panties and what did they mean to her. These were questions he had no business asking even if they were only thoughts. He had to stop them. He had to. He looked down at his food and started to eat at a brisk pace. He was not sure he wanted to be here when Amy got back because then he was going to have thoughts that were a little too focused on things that were inappropriate. He finished most of his food in three minutes. Then he pulled out his wallet. The bill was going to come out to the same thing it always did, 11.79. And usually he only left a three dollar tip. But not today. He liked Amy for her new service and he was going to be her first big tipper. He left 15 dollars on his plate and left a twenty dollar bill under his glass. Using a sharpie in his pocket, he wrote on the napkin next to his glass Here is your first big tip, Amy After he was done with all that, he left the restaurant. He looked forward to next Monday where he would hopefully see Amy again. But hopefully he could end the thoughts of her that he had already judged to be inappropriate. He thought that he could possibly make a friend of her. His first real one that he had made. All of the others, he just used for various purposes. But she was different for him. He wanted nothing from her. He just wanted to teach her about life. And just as his mind thought of that he also thought of other things he could teach her. He shook his head as he made it to his car. He needed to stop these thoughts.