Second Date
Genesis sat at the wooden table, opposite from his newest company and studied her closely. Not bad, he thought to himself. Tall, brown eyes, brown hair and the nicest rack I've ever seen…
"Hi" Genesis said as he leaned over the table with his hand out. "My name is Genesis." Hoping to god she wouldn't squeal like one of those stupid fan girls. "Hi" She replied shaking his hand. "My name is Julie." "It's very nice to meet you Julie." Genesis drawled as he kissed the back of her hand gently. Julie smiled and sat down again. She was still getting over the initial shock that she was here with the well known commander.
"may I take your order?" Genesis was pulled out of his thoughts as the waiter spoke. "Ah, yes, thank you. I would like a plate of salad and a bottle of your finest white wine and for the lady…?" Genesis smiled at her sweetly. "I'll just have a salad to thanks." Julie smiled at the waiter as he walked away and sneaked a look at Genesis. God he's hot! Her mind screamed at her. He's so clean and precise and… and he's staring at the waiter's ass! "Are you staring at his ass?" Julie demanded. "Yes, actually I was, I was just thinking…" Genesis stopped mid sentence as the waiter came back with the bottle of wine. "your salad will be arriving shortly." The waiter announced and turned on his heel and walked away. "Where was I…" Genesis said slightly out of it. "Oh yeh! I was just thinking that, if I cut that waiter off waist down and stuck it on you, that's be my fantasy come true! Because he has a nice looking ass and whatever package he had round the front, and I'd have your awesome rank around the front!" Genesis leaned back and smiled, utterly pleased with himself.
SMACK!!! Genesis snapped his eyes open to the sudden pain exploding on his cheek to see Julie walking out with the bottle of wine in hand. I wanted that wine… Genesis mumbled to himself. "I guess this means there's no second date then?" He called out to her.
SMASH!! All Genesis saw was the bottle come flying through the air and shatter on his head and chest. Hmph…That's gunna leave a bruise. I'll have to remember that women are incredibly good shots with wine bottles…