C19 Will you marry me?
Still standing behind her, I signaled for a waitress to come, as I whispered some things in her ear.
"Sir…what are you?.." She wanted to stand up, but I used my hands to press her shoulder down, making her sit against her will.
"I am not going to hurt you okay,so just relax" I assured her for the second time.
The waitress soon returned with a face wipe, hair lotion and a comb