"Yes, it's too nice a face to have to see it smashed to hell"

"Hell! There's little chance of that." Joseph bragged, "I'm a martial arts devotee and army trained in close combat tactics. I can take care of myself, but thanks for the info, to be forewarned is to be forearmed." he thanked the waiter "Thanks again-----sorry I did not get your name."

"Richard, but you can call me Rich, everyone does," he answered. "And another thing, watch what you drink and how much you drink! Stick to bottled beer. Well that's my good deed for tonight" he added, looking Joseph up and down, smiling he turned and left the washroom.

Joseph reached into his rear pocket, pulled out a comb and ran it through his hair a few times before returning to his table. Sitting down, he slid over to Joanne until their legs touched. He placed his arm around her and ran his fingertips up and down her arm smiling at her. He pulled her close to him and gave her ear a little kiss.

"MMMMMMM that's lovely" she cooed, "can't wait till we are alone later just you and I."

"Where are we going first? I have these tickets that I got from the 42nd Street service place. Would you like to see a show? Afterwards, we can go on one of those horse drawn carriage rides they have in Central Park?" he suggested.

"Baby, you are such a romantic," lowering her voice she said. "That ride is a bit of a tourist trap. Only hicks and tourist from out of town would do that sort of thing. I think I have a better way to celebrate your 21st. I was thinking more in the line of taking a walk around the Village and then up to my place. I will show you how a real New Yorker lives and has fun without having to throw your Army pay away on junk like that. Who wants to sit behind a smelly horse anyway?" Reaching over and running her fingers over his crotch she sucked on his ear lobe, her tongue tip flitting in and out of his ear.

"Yeahhhhhh! I can't wait to open my Birthday present," he said as the waiter came over to the table with their dinner. "Let's make a toast first" lifting the cocktail glass to his lips and making a face he complained, "This stuff smells rather bad." Joseph hailed the waiter and ordered a bottle of beer. "Is your drink Ok?" he asked her, "I'm not really into cocktails anyway. They are too sweet for my taste."

The waiter returned with a cold Budweiser, opened it and filled a glass for Joseph. After he left, Joseph raised his glass to hers and touched it saying, "Here's to a very interesting evening." They then drank their drinks and ate. The food was very good and they spent the meal eating, drinking and touching each other under the table. By the time dinner was over Joanna had unzipped his fly and was holding his cock under the tablecloth.

"We better put a hold on that baby", he said, "I don't want to have to leave here with soiled pants."

"Yes you are right" she said, "There will be plenty of time for that later -- If I can just control my animal nature. Grrrrrrrr."

Joseph shoved his hard cock back into its prison and straightened himself out before they prepared