Who's On The Menu?

Maria sneaks out from the table and daintily wipes the corner of her mouth with a napkin. You subtly re-zip your pants and stare at her in mock anger.

“What?” She feigns innocence. “I believe the score is now tied.”

You start to speak but Antonia returns with menus. “Shall I go over the specials?”

“Sure.”

“The chef has prepared a special ragout with venison sausage, but I hear the sausage can be quite a mouthful.” She smiles coyly at Maria who seems to nod in return. “We also have duck breasts covered in a succulent syrup,” The waitress leans forward, her double D breasts threatening to spill out the top of her white dress shirt, “or, if you’d prefer you could have them naked. Lastly the most important special on the menu is of course that our rest room locks from the inside. Bon Apetit.”

She walks away, her butt swaying back and forth. Maria stands, “I think I’ll go powder my nose.”