" I said. He stared me down. "Table six wants a salad. You're on kitchen duty today. Get your ass in there before I deduct another hour." I didn't bot...er to reply, I pushed my way past him and into the kitchen, knowing that I was in for a long day. If only I would have woken up on time, then I wouldn't have to deal with this attitude. I should have just called off altogether. Frankie probably woke up late, too, and decided to just say "Fuck it" instead of coming into work to get yelled at.. . excuse me," I said. My voice sounded off, it wascracking and jumping up an octave. "I'm just happy to see... *couch**couch* you," I managed to get out, voice still cracking the entire time."Well, I'm happy to see you too, especially after what we did last night.And yesterday afternoon. And yesterday morning," she cooed.I tried thinking back, but couldn't remember what we had been doing thosedays, but all that was important was that I was here now. I reached upto brush her hair behind her. She rewards my efforts with an appreciative wriggling and squirming, but other than some laboured breathing she stays silent.When her entire ass, her upper thighs, and her lower back are all covered in blue candle wax I grab her, lift her up, turn her around and put her back down. She is now resting on her arms and legs and the entire front of her body is exposed to me and to my candle. The position puts a lot of strain on her extremities, but she can handle it for a while. When I hold the. "It's not like that, I'm not gay. Now get out of my way, I'm going home."The slap across his face shocked him and he let out a girlish cry as tears brimmed in his eyes. "Did I say you were gay? You're a sissy hitch and a good sissy always craves cock. Now, you are going to wise up and do as I say or I'm going to send your dressed up pick to your wife telling her you came to me begging to suck my cock after I picked you up." But, she wouldn't..." Please, she already doubts your sexuality. And.