Lighters shrieked. "No!" she jumped onto his lap, sitting on him. She put her twenty into the checkbook, pulling out his and putting it onto the seat. She crushed him against the back of the booth. She brought her knees up to her chest, making sure he didn't move. Doing this, not realizing, her denim shorts slightly slid up, and her slightly transparent black stockings showed mor eon her upper thigh. The waitress walked over, look of alarm on her face when she saw the two teens. She carefully took the checkbook, and lighters fist pumped the air. "Ha!"


