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

[Swordsman18]

Monday: 8pm

Derrick Taxton entered the restaurant at exactly 8:05pm just like he did every Monday. It was his ritual for every week. He always came into the restaurant ordered the same thing and ate it while he sat reading the newspaper for the week. This week was yet another grim set of circumstances for the world. He sighed a little. He wondered how long it was going to take the waitress to come serve him. It was usually not long since the dinner rush was over. He had studied the restaurant's trends and knew when to come in to best avoid having to deal with so many people. It was not the noisiness that got to him when the place was crowded. It was the people themselves.

Derrick had never been a big fan of people. He always had a bit of disdain for others, because he always had this belief in him that he could never shake. That people always looked down on him for one reason or another. This had led in him in all kinds of directions in his life. He had chosen his career as a computer analyst because of it, he had made himself physically fit because of it, and finally he studied others because of it.

Of 10 people in the restaurant, he could make an assessment on all of them. 2 of them were a couple where one of the partners were cheating, and the other knew but didn't want to say anything about it in the hopes that it would stop. the third person, was a loner like Derrick, except that the reason this guy was a loner was because he had lost his wife. By the mournful expression on the man's face, Derrick could assume that the wife's death was recent. The fourth was a woman who seemed very pretty but also very lost. Her beauty was costing her as it seemed that men were just using her for sex rather than trying to be with her for meaningful relationships. Derrick could tell this by the way she was looking down at the classifieds while she sipped her wine. Each ad seemed to make her smile a bit. The fifth and sixth were two men who were drinking their sorrows away together. Both of them were married, yet they were unhappy with their wives for one reason or another. Derrick would usually be able to get more out but they were drunk and obnoxious which made him careless about knowing more. The seventh, eighth, and ninth were all friends in a heated conversation over what was the best movie to come out last week. Of course the guy were arguing for the action flick while the girl argued for the more romantic film. And the tenth, she was a beautiful but cold looking woman who like Derrick, was here at the same time every Monday. He had made several observations of her over the long while that they had both been in the restaurant together. She was once a mother, he could tell that. She had lost her child through one means or another. Derrick had been trying to determine that but couldn't just through observation alone. Also she seemed friendly to the waiters and waitresses, but the moment they left she returned to her cold and glossed over expression. Derrick wondered about her and if one day he should bridge the gap ad talked to her to find her troubles, just to satisfy his curiosity. But he refrained for today. It was not a good day to do that kind of thing, but some day he would.

Derrick looked away from those around him and saw his reflection in the shiny metal side of the napkin holder. He liked his current look, with his brown hair cut short to nearly military length, and how his dark brown eyes caused a bit of a contrast with the white polo shirt that he was wearing. He gave himself a smile and saw his beautiful white teeth reflected back at him. There was not a place on his teeth that were not white. He was a firm believer in presenting yourself well. He had to be with the way that he felt that people were already looking down on him, he did not need to have any more of a reason for them to continue.

He looked up from the napkin holder and wondered when the waitress was going to arrive.

 

[Rapedoll]

Amy had been pretty excited about her first real job.. as soon as she turned 16 she didn't waist any time finding a job to make a little extra money for herself. But now only half way through her first shift she was beginning to realized being a waitress is pretty damn hard work... her feet where already aching.. she didn't know how anybody could do this job for years. And she also found out that she might not be as coordinated as she thought she was ... she had already dropped to trays one of them nearly landing in a costumers lap. She was glad the rush was finally over.. at least she could sit down for a minute.. "Oh damn" she thought to herself, another customer.

She sighed and wiped her long red hair out of her face and tried to put on her best smile as she waked from the kitchen.. "wwooooaaa" she said as she swatted one of the drunks hands away from her ass as he slurred a few words at her. "Yeah ok I'll get you another drink. Just let me go help this customer first and I'll be right back." she told the drunk ... "cold day in hell" she said to herself as she walked away.

Walking up to derricks table "Good evening Sir what can I get you this evening?" she said back to her cheery self.

 

[Swordsman18]

He watched as the red headed waitress headed his way. She seemed to be too young to work here. And the way she reacted to drunk trying to touch her was to be expected. Derrick was starting to read Amy from that moment. She was a bit slow in her walk which meant that her feet were most likely hurting which meant that she had worked through the dinner rush. This meant she would have been here since at least 5pm. Since according to his watch it was only 8:19pm, that meant that her day should have been close to about halfway done. From a quick look at the roots of her hair he could tell that she seemed to be a natural redhead rather than a dye job though it was possible that she wasn't, since dye jobs were getting really fancy these days. But he suspected that she was a natural red head.

When she finally spoke to him, he noted her cheerfulness. He wondered if it was genuine but that was something he would have to ask or confirm with other observations of her. He gave her a smile and looked up at her. His eyes found hers. He was staring deep into her eyes as if he was trying to peer into her soul that lay behind those eyes of hers. He thought for a moment if this intensity would scare her a bit so he quickly turned and looked away from her for exactly 10 seconds before coming back to look at her face.

His mind searched for an excuse for being so intense with her just seconds ago. He felt like he had come up with something. It was not brilliant but it was going to be effective, or so he hoped.

"Sorry about that, I had a long day. I was a bit lost in my own world so I did not mean to stare. I would like a coke, a country fried steak, mashed potatoes and gravy with some macaroni and cheese if you don't mind." Derrick said to her. He grabbed the menu and handed it to her. There was no need for it in the first place since he ordered the same thing every Monday. But he knew that she most likely did not know that yet. If she kept working Mondays then she would.

 

[Rapedoll]

her deep blue eyes watched the man.. as she held the pad and pencil ready to take his order...

As he spoke a huge smile seemed to light up her face. " ahh don't worry about that. I've had a hard day too." she winked at him and then added in a lower voice, "Today is my first day, and I still don't know what I'm doing." she laughed..

She quickly wrote down the order that he had given her.. then chewed on the eraser. "Now lets see, that was a diet coke, a country fried steak. french fries with gravy and some mac and cheese right?

 

[Swordsman18]

He gave her a bit of a chuckle as she told him that she was having a hard day as well. He also acquired that bit of information about this being her first day. So that meant that there was room for error until she was accustomed to this. This meant that he should not have given her the order the way he just had. He should have been more patient with her. On their first day everyone was not perfect and with people spouting orders at her with speed like that would not be advised.

He watched as she cutely chewed on the eraser, this led to another observation. She was most likely high school age. Anywhere between 16 to 18 years old would be the best range of her age. He smiled, he remembered that age and all of the problems that were involved with it. And then he heard her read back his order. He let out a little laugh as she failed on two items but it was not half bad. He was not mad with her. All she needed was a little correction.

"Sorry, but actually it a regular coke, a country fried steak, mashed potatoes with gravy and finally some mac and cheese. " He said that very slowly so that she could get a full grasp of the order. He was not doing it to be mean, he was just doing as if he was a teacher to her and just trying to help her solve a difficult problem.

 

[Rapedoll]

She chuckled and gave him a little wink, this time when she repeated the order she got it right.
She thought to herself he wasn't half bad for an older guy. she figured him to be in his mid to late twenties .. but then again at 16 everyone over 20 seemed to be old. She smiled again.. this time chewing her lip a little as she couldn't help by notice how his strong chest filled out his tee shirt.
"Excuse me" she said, "but you wouldn't have happened to have played football when you where younger would you have?" she asked. "I only ask because .. well I noticed how big you seem.. I .. I .. I don't mean like fat big." she blushed knowing she stuck her foot in her mouth, "I just meant with muscles and all, you just look so strong." OMG she almost died right on the spot... her face turned bright red to match her hair she felt so embarrassed.. she shouldn't have asked him that.. what was wrong with her.. she scolded herself.

"errr, I'll be right back with your order." she was almost breathless and flustered by time she left his table.. She walked back across the little dinner.. making a wide arc around the drunk who was gawking at her legs.. really she thought the owner of the dinner made these little skirts to short to attract the customers. And it sure seemed to be working... attracting the drunks that is.

A little while later she returned with his order, everything seeming perfect, "can I get you anything else?" she asked, she was chewing her lip again in that nervous habit.

 

[Swordsman18]

He gave her a greater smile as she got the order right. He had helped her and she had done better. She was going to be his new favorite waitress from now on. All of the others were a little too old or they were not a peppy as she was. He needed a little light in his rather lonesome life. This girl could probably be his fill of light for a week. Just the way she stood there making that seductive gesture of nervousness with her chewing on her lip while she looked at him with those deep blue eyes of hers. It stirred urges in him that he thought he had long buried and urges he was going to keep buried now.

Her comments on his physique were unexpected but that did not mean that they were not well received. He quite liked them. He had not really gotten compliments from many people before. Usually they all seemed a bit fearful of him as he walked around looking like he deserved to be on some kind of military base rather than the city. The interesting thing about her comments on his physique is that she made it focused on whether or not he played football. A sport he enjoyed but never participated in. He was too busy defending himself from the football players to ever think about joining them. But her question about it was a bit childish on her part. There were more than just football players that were muscular. But he was not going to correct her on this. He did not want to make her feel like a child. All teenagers hated being called out as childish they preferred to think of themselves as adults. And he was going to treat her as one.

Derrick had just opened his mouth to respond as she sped away from him. All he got to see was the wave of her skirt as she turned around, he nearly saw her panties. But he turned his head away before there was any possibility of impropriety on his part. He looked over to the drunks that she avoided. From the where Derrick could observe, they were going to be heading home soon. It was 8:21pm. If they were married with children, their children would most likely be going to bed at nine or would be in bed already at 8pm. This left the window of 8:30pm as the prime time for their wives to call them and get them home for either preparations to get the kids in bed or just so they could spend time with their wives. And all Derrick had to do was wait for nine minutes to confirm his suspicion.

After 7 minute and 45 seconds of waiting, she was back at his table. Derrick was a bit distracted as he watched the men to try and confirm his prediction. He did not turn to her until she spoke to him. He noticed that she had placed his order in front of him. He wondered if she would be interested in seeing the results of the his prediction. She had been working for at least 3 hours, 37 minutes, and 45 seconds according to his own observations. She could take a quick moment off her feet to see him be proved right.

"There is actually something I like for you to see. You know those drunks that are bothering you? In two minutes or so they will leave because they will get calls from their wives. Plus you probably need a quick break. Your feet must be sore from all of this waitress work." Derrick said to her as he watched the time tick by on his watch with his peripheral vision.

 

[Rapedoll]

Amy looked around... all the other tables had emptied out.. so now him and the drunks where the only customers she had.
"Oh them" she rolled her eyes. "I cant wait to get rid of them. All they've been doing is trying to grab me all night."

"and yeah I could use a brake. How did you know my feet where killing me?.. Oh wait. I know it's because I told you it was my first night." she said as she slid into the booth on the other side of the table.

sure enough just as Derrick had said one of the mens cell phone started to ring. "Wow that's amazing how did you know that they would get a phone call?"
She said leaning over the table like it might be some big secret.
"Oh by the way my name is Amy whats yours?"

 

[Swordsman18]

He was happy when she sat across from him. She seemed to be curious, something he had expected her to be. He sat there just watching the drunks for a moment, before he looked over to her. All of her inquiries were fine yet inaccurate. And now these he felt needed to be corrected. His observation had just been confirmed so he was proven to be correct as he always had been over his years of strict observations. So that meant he was very confident in himself for a moment.

"Amy, now I will let you in on a little secret that you will need as a waitress. People give off little clues as to how they are feeling, doing or even thinking. The way I knew your feet were sore was because you moved slower than you should be. The way I knew that they were going to leave is because they are married and if they have kids they would have to go to bed at either 8 or 9. So their wives would summon them home to deal with that." he said as he looked at her to make sure that she was paying attention or even listening to him. He liked sharing this with someone. And she was going to be the first one who actually would listen to it.

He liked the way the red hair and blue eyes contrasted with each other. It was nice thing to look at. A thing he hoped to look at in the future. He kind of got lost in her face for a moment until he remembered that she had asked for his name.

"My name is Derrick Xelos. Nice to meet you, Amy." he said offering his hand to her.

 

[Rapedoll]

She put her hand under her chin and watched him as he talked. For some reason he fascinated her. She really liked his eyes .. the way the looked so intent.. his face looked strong and handsome. Though not something he would be born with but more a handsome that some men just seemed to grow into. and she really liked the way he seemed to take an interest in her, as if treating her as an adult, although she had only just turned 16 last week. Most adults still treated her like a little kid, but she didn't get that kind of feeling from him.

"wow your really smart," she said, "you could tell all that just by watching them?"

"Nice to meet you to Derrick, I've always liked that name. There used to be a little boy up the street with that name but he moved away a few years ago."

Just then there was the sound of breaking glass. One of the drunks had dropped his glass as he was getting up to leave.
"Oh I'm sorry Derrick I better get that, I don't want the owner getting mad my first day." she said as she slid out of the booth, her short skirt riding up a little to high.

She got up and hurried to the kitchen only to emerge a couple of seconds later carrying a broom and a dust pan. She had her back towards Derrick as she swept up the glass.. the she squatted down as she used the dust pan. When she squatted down she seemed oblivious to the fact that her tiny skirt had ridden up showing the tiniest hint of her tiny shear pink panties.

 

[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.

 

[Rapedoll]

Amy finished sweeping up the glass and brought it out to the kitchen and dumped it into the barrel. Walking back out into the diner her huge smile back on her face.. at least it was till she noticed the booth that Derrick had been sitting in was now empty.

Oh darn she thought as she walked over to the table.. I hope i didn't do anything wrong as she saw the half eaten plate of food. she took the $15 dollars and walked over to the register and rang it up, then she went back to the table to start clearing it off. thats when she found the note and the $20.. she smiled brightly as she held the note and 20 to her, her eyes sparkled. Now she really liked him. To bad he was to old for her she sighed .. but who was she kidding even if he wasn't she still had never even been on a date she thought and lowered her eyes.

The rest of that week was pretty uneventful, but she had thought about Derrick with those intense dark eyes often during that week.

 

[Swordsman18]

Derrick had Amy on the brain for a majority of the week. He could not get her out of his thoughts. But at least he managed to moderate those other thoughts he was having about her. So for now all he was thinking about was how young she was and the things that he could teach her to help her at her job or just as a good general rules about life. Derrick had not bothered to question his interest in her. He would leave that till later to worry about. For now he was just going to bask in the idea that there was actually someone in the world who had not looked down on him or treated him like he was lower. She had actually complimented him not once but twice.

He could nearly not wait till Monday to see her again. He was looking forward to telling her how to get tips on Monday. He had a kind of lesson plan that was forming in his head to help her get tips. He was going to help her succeed at her job just based off observations he had made off of the other waitresses he had seen in his life and all of the details he had gained off of them. All of this information was going to be used for Amy. He was going to make sure of that.

Monday came. As the clock struck 8pm, Derrick walked into the diner and went back to exactly the same place he had been the previous week. He knew it would only be a little while till a waitress noticed him and approached him. Till then he had ample time to survey the scene and see if his lesson plan was actually going to work. And luckily for him and Amy it seemed it was.

There was less people tonight. The usual grieving mother was here, and then there was a couple that was here who seemed to be on good terms as they smiled at each other while they ate. This was one thing that Derrick was happy to see. A happy couple was always a rare sight and he had seemed to have found one here for just this moment. It made him smile. The fourth and fifth people were together, eating in silence. It was a man and a woman but they did not seem to be attached at all. It seemed like they had received grim news. Derrick felt a bit sorry for them even though he did not know their story. But it seemed to be a very sad one.

He pulled his newspaper out from under his arm and looked at it. It was just a chronicle of more grim news. Derrick sighed a bit. All news was grim it seemed. The best news to get was to get no news at all.

To get his mind off that dark subject, he searched the restaurant for Amy with his dark brown eyes looking for her with intent. He hoped she was working today or else all of the plan to teach her how to get tips was going to go out of the window.

 

[Rapedoll]

That Monday came around, at least Amy made it through her first week with out getting in to much trouble.. Things started coming more and more easy, even her feet where hardly aching at all pretty much getting used to standing on her feet for her whole shift.

Amy walked out of the kitchen carrying a tray, As she looked up she saw Derrick across the tiny diner, Her eyes flashed him a smile as she set the tray down next to the table with the couple that had just come back from the hospital visiting there son. Asking if they needed anything else, she turned from the table and headed across the Diner towards Derrick. As she got closer her smile grew brighter. But just before she reached the table the owner came out of the back and called her over..

"I'll be right back Derrick" she smiled, and then turned and walked towards the kitchen. This week she had a spring in her step. Her long red hair had been tied back in a pony tail that bounced up and down as she walked.. her short little skirt kept flapping up in the back .. almost but not quite high enough to show her small round butt as she disappeared into the back room.

 

[Swordsman18]

Derrick watched as his favorite waitress came out of the kitchen. Her smile told him that she was happy to see him too. He was glad. Hers had been the first smile he had seen all week that was for him. It made him feel a bit brighter. There was a light inside of his soul that was being lit like the pilot light of a stove or a heater. Eventually this small flame would lead to a greater fire. But for now that greater fire was not lit. It just was not there yet. Derrick's mind was thinking of a greeting as the owner called her away from the table. His smile faded for a moment but he regained his smile rather quickly as she told him that she would be back.

"Okay, Amy. Take your time." Derrick said while she turned. His eyes followed her as she turned and headed towards the kitchen. He saw how her red pony tail bounced up and down as she walked. And then his eyes trailed their way down her back as she got farther and farther away from him. He ended on that skirt of hers before he had to turn away. The image of beautiful heart shaped butt made a bit of a stirring in his pants as well as his thoughts. He was working on suppressing both of these reactions. He was not supposed to have them. She was going to be his friend. He was not supposed to be feeling these other thoughts about her.

He had to start to focus his attention on what he was going to teach her tonight. He had nearly forgotten it thanks to the distraction of that short skirt of hers. He was supposed to talk to her about tipping and how to improve her own tips. He was going to share with her the wealth of his observations of waitresses. Now, all he had to do was wait for her.

 

[Rapedoll]

A few minutes later Amy came out of the back room.. She headed straight for his table.. Those but brown eyes of his watching her.. for some reason her heart almost skipped a beat. As she smiled, " Hello Derrick, I'm glad to see you came back. Did you have a good week? " She said as she looked down at him sitting at the table again chewing on her pencil.

"Do you need a menu or do you already know what you would like?"
She watched him as he spoke .. her eyes trailing over him. She did find him rather attractive... it was to bad he was to old for her.. she was going to have to ask him sometime how old he was.

Just then unnoticed to Amy the owner came out of the kitchen and leaned across the counter as he watched his little waitress... he loved seeing her in that little short skirt , and he made no attempt with Amy's back to him, to hid the fact that he was groping her with his eyes.. and even if Amy had seen him she probably would have been to innocent to see that look in his eyes.

back at Derricks table " I bet I can remember what you ordered last week ... let me see.
A coke, country fried chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy." she chewed her lip.. "Did I get it right?" she asked.

 

[Swordsman18]

Derrick was nearly enraged at himself, the thought of her panties had come back up because of the near viewing of the ones she was wearing today. Thought suppression was just not working. It was only making it worse. He just desired her more. He wanted to know all of the whys. He also wanted to know what today's pair were. He found a way to smile at her as she approached yet again. His eyes traced down her body to that area between her legs. He was having his first real sexual thought about her. It was the idea of him touching her pussy and clit while she moaned out loud. And due to him being buried in that thought he had forgotten what exactly she had said for a moment. But he registered it after a quick moment of reflection.

"I had a good week and no I don't need a menu. You know what I want. Just think about it." It was funny thing of Derrick to say because at that moment he was imagining her hopping on the table spreading her legs and letting him eat her out for his meal. He shook his head and looked up to her face. She was chewing on the pencil eraser again. Yet, he was not seeing it as a pencil, he was seeing it as something else entirely. He looked away from her and shook his head. He needed to shake these thoughts. He shouldn't have them. For all he knew she had some big buff burly boyfriend who did all kinds of things to that beautiful body of hers. A secret desire to be the one to do all kinds of things to her, started to form in his mind.

"Yes, you got it right Amy. I will be here a lot longer tonight, so when you get a chance to have like a fifteen minute break or something I would like to talk to you." Derrick said fighting the urge to pull her down into his lap and live out all of the fantasies that were being suppressed in his brain. But he was keeping a smile on his face and hoping that his brain would eventually cooperate with him in just seeing Amy as just a friend again.

 

[Rapedoll]

Exactly 7 minutes later Amy came bouncing back out of the kitchen carrying his tray. Setting it down in front of him
" You know the cook just got done making some pies for the week.. there still nice and warm maybe after you finish you dinner you would like a piece?" she smiled at him. Then looking around at the nearly empty diner she slid into the seat on the other side of the booth again.

They where chit chatting back and forth .. some times Derrick would make her giggle and laugh like a school girl.. but then again she was a school girl wasn't she. After a few moments the owner came back out from the kitchen seeing her sitting with Derrick.

"Hay Amber, no fraternizing with the customers" the owner scolded her.
"Oh I'm sorry Mister Davis, this is Derrick he is one of my friends." she said, and as she said it she reached across the table and put one of her soft tiny hands on top of Derricks hand.
Mister Davis gave Derrick a funny look, " He's a bit old to be one of your friends isn't he Amber?" After saying that he turned and went back into the kitchen before she could answer him.
She turned to Derrick, and then realized she still had her hand on top of his.
"Oppsss, I'm sorry" she said blushing and taking her hand away.
Then she went to stand up .. this time her skirt did ride up a little to high and her white pants flashed underneath for a brief second.
"Can I get you that pie now? It's cherry." she smiled

 

[Swordsman18]

Derrick like her punctuality, unlike last Monday she made it here in exactly 7 minutes. She was getting better with time. He liked that about her. She seemed to learn quickly. He looked up at her as she placed the tray in front of him. He picked up his knife and fork and started to slice into his food. He looked up at her again as she spoke to him about the pie. He gave her a smile. Cherry pie was a personal favorite of his. He had never really had this diner's cherry pie but since Amy offered it then he would take it.

"Yes, I will take some." Derrick said between a bit of his food. He had initially expected her to walk away but when she sat down that was a pleasant surprise as well. He smiled at her as he swallowed. And then they began to chat. Derrick knew all of the good places to touch to make her smile and laugh like a school girl, which if by his observations, she still was. And of course as usual the owner spoiled the mood. Derrick looked into his eyes. He was having lustful thoughts about Amy. So at least Derrick was not the only one. But there was a difference between Derrick and Mr. Davis. Derrick was trying to suppress his.

He was proud that she had called him a friend. And the way her hand was placed on his, it seemed like the connotation was that of more. Or that she at least wanted more. Derrick was a bit shocked at this. He was not sure what to do other than to relish in the touch. The comment about his age brought him back to reality. It was time for him to hit Mr. Davis where it hurt if he kept looking at Amy the way he was. It was not hard to see the wedding ring on Mr. Davis's finger. But by the time Derick had framed the retort in his head, he was gone.

He smiled at her as she realized where her hand was. He was not sorry about it. He had liked it. "No, trouble at all, Amy." And then he saw them. Those thin white panties that were the only real barrier between the outside world and her sex. A piece of fabric he would gladly strip from her if given the chance. Derrick looked at he eyes as he went back from his rather violent thoughts of taking Amy's innocence.

"Yes, please." Derrick said. The thought of taking her as his own was clear on his mind.

 

[Rapedoll]

as she stood up she brushed her skirt back down.. not even noticing that it had ridden up to high, but then again she never would have thought someone would be peeking at her undies either.
"Ok I'll be right back with that for you" she said as she walked back into the kitchen with that little bounce in her step again..

but something seemed to have happened cause it took her longer then it should have... not much longer but if someone happened to be observant or impatient they might have noticed. When she finally appeared through the door .. she didn't seem to have that same perky little step and her face was a bit red... but about half way across the diner she again smiled over at Derrick "Here you go. Is there anything else I can get you." for some reason she seemed a little flustered.

 

[Swordsman18]

He watched as she walked away from him happily. He judged himself to be the source of that happiness. Or at least Derrick hoped he was. She was a great girl, a girl he wanted but could not have just at this moment. He was setting the building blocks in place for that it seemed. Wait, that was not what he was supposed to be here for. He was supposed to be here to be her friend. Yet here he was imagining all things about her that were unwarranted. His dick twitched at the thought of taking her once again popped up in his head.

He waited at his table patiently, his eyes like always going to his watch. It had taken her four minutes to cut a pie slice and bring it out to him, when she finally appeared. And when he saw her face, and the apparent loss of expression, he knew that something was wrong and he could only assume he knew what had caused it. Mr, Davis was really becoming a thorn in Derrick's side. He was going to really have to find a way to get back at him for treating Amy this way.

Derrick smiled at her in response to hers as she approached. He could see the bit of redness in her face. He wondered if she had been slapped or just nervous but this seemed to be something that he could not solve through observation alone. He was going to ask her. Her question provided him with ample opportunity to do just that.

He scooted to the edge of the table and beckoned for her to come closer. He whispered into her ear, "I want you to tell me what just happened in that kitchen, if it is something bad I will help you. If you can't say it out loud write it on my bill." Derrick was going to find out what he had done to her. He was going to make him at least apologize for it, if not just straight out punish him for this. Amy was too good a girl to be messing with. Especially since she was a girl that Derrick was interested in.

 

[Rapedoll]

She put the pie down in front off him, then the smile came back to her face. Just being around him made her feel better. She used the back of her hand to wipe the bangs out of her face.. her crystal blue eyes had almost looked like she had just avoided crying.

When he scooted over to the side of the table and beckoned her closer she had no idea what he was going to say.. she leaned across the table.. her white blouse dipping down as she bent over, exposing a good deal of her firm and perky 16 yr old breasts, without her knowledge.

Hearing the question her eyes started to water just for a brief moment and that she was able to compose herself. Shrugging, "what makes you think something is wrong? It's nothing really." shaking her head... "I'm probably just over reacting."

And then looking into Derricks eyes ... there they where so intense like they could see right into her. She lowered her voice, " It's Mr Davis.." she looked around to make sure he wasn't watching.. " He .. he tried to kiss me." she blushed when she said that.
Then she perked up .. "I'm sure it was really nothing" she smiled softly.

 

[Swordsman18]

Mr. Davis was going to have to deal with Derrick now. He had nearly brought her to tears. Derrick was going to make him pay for that. The wheels in his mind started turning as to best do it. Mr. Davis had taken direct action against Amy. So the best thing to do would be to take direct action against Mr. Davis. But to keep her job, Derrick was going to have to keep this one at a severe warning. Derrick quickly made a series of observations. The first was focused on the business hours sign in the window of the diner. It had a telephone number on it for if the diner was not open. From what Derrick had seen of Mr. Davis, he was not the type to have a cell. This meant that the number went to his home phone, where his wife was.

Derrick smiled, that was part one of his plan that was complete. The next was accomplished with a quick look at his newspaper. There was a girl that was missing that was just about Amy's age and build. His plan was working quite well. Now, all he needed was to talk to the man directly. He turned his head to look at Amy and was greeted by seeing her firm, perky breasts. His mind thought back to what he was about to accuse Mr. Davis of.

Derrick's planned warning was going to be blaming the girl's disappearance on Mr. Davis. And Derrick telling him that he would call Mrs. Davis to tell her that her husband was trying to do that to one of his waitress. But that was not all. Derrick was going to be able to make up evidence and all to link him to the crime. He would not take much work for Derrick. He knew how the police would work once he gave them a quick anonymous tip. It would be easy to send Mr. Davis to jail. And Derrick was going to tell him so.

Yet what Derrick's rather capable mind focused on was how to make a girl disappear. And not just any girl, he was thinking on how to make Amy disappear away with him. No, he could not think of that right now. He had to go defend her honor. He stood up quickly, he pulled Amy to him with his strong arms and muscular chest that was pressing up against her body as she got closer and closer to him. He embraced her like this for a few seconds. His body was downright tingling with the touch of her body on his. He felt like throwing her down onto the table and ravishing her. And it was making his hand quiver a bit as he thought about it. But he held himself back. He was not going to hurt her like that. He let go of her, looking into her blue eyes, he felt like he could see a bit of longing in them as well. But it could always just be a figment of his imagination or just a figment of his want to see that she wanted him as well.

He let go of her completely and turned toward the kitchen. Mr. Davis was just walking out. Derrick looked back towards Amy. "Sit down, Amy. I will take care of this." He said to her with a soft tone but also one that sounded like a command. He walked up to Mr. Davis, giving him a glare that could kill a man from the sight of it. He walked up to the man.

"I need to talk to you about something." Derrick said as he looked towards the door leading to the kitchen. His look at the door meant that he wanted to talk in there. Mr.Davis probably knew what Derrick wanted to talk about. He probably even thought he had power over Derrick. But there was this kind of fierceness about Derrick that demanded respect and fear. It was always like this when he was focused. And for the moment he was deadly focused.

 

[Rapedoll]

"Oh No Derrick please don't" she said as she reached to to take his arm, but it was already to late as Derrick was walking across the diner to talk to Mr Davis.
She chewed her lip, she felt horrible for having said anything. Now for sure she's going to lose her job.

She watched as Derrick and Mr. Davis went into the kitchen. She could feel tears stinging her eyes. She looked around nervously .. she just wanted to grab her coat and run out of there. She could always find another job, but not to many people wanted to hire a 16 yr old thinking that there to unreliable. Then her parents would start asking questions making it seem like it was all her fault.. well it was her fault, she shouldn't have said anything.

By the time Derrick and Mr. Davis came out from the kitchen the booth was empty.

She was crying as she made her way down the sidewalk, trees lined the side walk many of the trees had flyers of another missing girl that went missing two weeks ago on Halloween night. The girl on the flyers was the same age as Amy .. she thought maybe she should go missing... nobody would even miss her.
She made her way down to the ice skating park ... it was empty seems the weather was still a bit to warm for skating.

 

[Swordsman18]

Derrick and Mr. Davis came to a very powerful understanding. He was to not touch Amy in anyway shape or form and Derrick would not tell his wife or connect Mr. Davis to a crime he did not commit. And Amy would keep her job or these things would come to pass anyway, Mr. Davis agreed very hesitantly but he still agreed. He could tell that Derrick was not bluffing. There was definitely a bit of fear in his eyes as he looked in Derrick now. The man had threatened to throw him in prison and had explained to him how easy it would be to do it. Mr. Davis had no choice but to obey. However, when the men came out into the diner and Amy was gone, their bold ran cold.

Derrick turned to face him. There was a grin on Derrick's face. It was all this pervert's fault that Derrick was now going to go looking for her. Mr.Davis hung his head as he saw that look on Derrick's face. There was yet another thing for which he was in trouble for, but since Derrick had not said anything just yet. Mr. Davis assumed correctly that Derrick was not going to do anything to him for Amy running off.

Derrick walked out of the diner, he was walking at a brisk pace. His mind was working on a sprint at the moment. He was going to have to find her based on observations alone. She could have just gone home. That was his first thought. But considering that she was working at 16 told him that she was independent and that she was not likely to run home to admit defeat. She was going to go somewhere. He just had to figure out where.

He opened his car door, sat down in the driver side seat, closed the door and started up the car. He needed to know which way she was going to go. There was no way of knowing it for sure. He was just going to need to make an educated guess. A thought came to his head, considering her feelings, she would most likely want to go somewhere she was alone. There were not that many going the left way down the street. Down to the right, there was somewhere that was not going to be occupied at this time of night or during this kind of temperature. The ice skating park, was the best choice. He put his car into reverse. He eased his car out of the space and turned it so he could leave the diner parking lot.

He sped off towards the park, about a third of the way there, he saw her walking along. He slowed his car down next to her. His window rolled down and he looked over at her. She seemed to be all caught up in her emotions. Someone could probably just pull up next to her and snatch her like that. And he definitely could. But he was not here to snatch her for the moment. He was here to comfort her.

"Amy, please get in the car." Derrick said to her. He did not expect her to get in at first. So he sped up a little and stopp and parked a little ahead of her, he got out of the car. He stood there on the sidewalk before her. "Amy, you still have your job if you want it and he wont do anything to you ever again. I promise. I am sorry for making you feel like this." Derrick said. It seemed like his words were such a lure. But they weren't, he meant them. Though his mind continued to battle the idea of throwing her in the car and taking her back to his house. However the eviler side of his nature, said that it was much better that she get into his car willingly, before he do anything to her. It would look so much more natural that way. And no one would question it.

Also if a manhunt began for her, Derrick could just lead them to Mr. Davis. They would have a prep who would not even know where the missing girl was. They could work on him for days and days, torturing him all kinds of ways, but he would never tell. He wouldn't know, and even if Derrick was asked, Derrick would not know either. All Derrick would be able to tell them was that Mr. Davis had tried to kiss her the night she disappeared.

Derrick rubbed the back of his hair for a moment. He was pushing all of these thoughts back as best as he could. He was just looking at the beautiful girl that he desired and wanted no one else to have.