I doubt the table would be enough to completely hide something like that.
[The way they'd be positioned, the flushed looks of pleasure on their faces, the little moans she's not sure she'd be able to keep inside. She almost tells him no right then and there, or offers to take him into a backroom somewhere at least. But then there's the part of her that enjoys what they're doing, doesn't want to separate herself from him. Who feels a little thrill run down her spine at the thought of doing something like that in such an open space.
She's quiet for a long time as her mind works. When she speaks again, it's while she's pulling away.]
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[The way they'd be positioned, the flushed looks of pleasure on their faces, the little moans she's not sure she'd be able to keep inside. She almost tells him no right then and there, or offers to take him into a backroom somewhere at least. But then there's the part of her that enjoys what they're doing, doesn't want to separate herself from him. Who feels a little thrill run down her spine at the thought of doing something like that in such an open space.
She's quiet for a long time as her mind works. When she speaks again, it's while she's pulling away.]
At the far end of the booth. It's darker.