Little did she know, Laura had other plans. Laura heard the key turn in the front door, it was such a fight not to run down the stairs, "Honey I'm hom...." She heard her baby's voice followed by murmuring. The music was already on, she'd put on her get up, for the past half hour she'd been playing a waiting game, teasing herself until Cassie could give her what she really needed. Her heart raced in anticipation. I hope she's in the mood, Laura thought to herself. She heard the footsteps getting. Within five seconds, she’d removed the guts and bloodline. She tossed Megan’s fish on the plate.“Next!” she called loudly.Grinning, I handed her another trout. We speedily finished cleaning the four, after which we took them to the river to rinse off the remnant bloody bits.“Do you fly-fish, then?” I asked her.“Nah. Mostly lake stuff. My family owns a boat shop near the Ashokan reservoir.”“In Kingston, you said?”“In West Hurley, actually. But no one knows where the fuck that is, so I say. I said, “Yeah, do the same thing with them as well”. He gulped. Then he picked up a panty, touched it and felt it a little.I was looking at the new servant guy continuously and he was stealing glances at me. He folded that panty and then picked up a bra and then looked at my boobs while I was looking at him.I smiled a little and involuntary shook my boobs a little. He just got a little hard and started sweating. He then folded it while keeping his hands on the inner side of the cups. I didn’t. I drank down my first beer and signaled to the cute young waitress for another, then nursed the second one while I soaked in the friendly ambience of the place and listened to the jokes and stories I could pick up from the tables around me.I must have been on my third or fourth beer, and the place had quieted down somewhat as the crowd thinned out and the "regulars" kept their appointed places at the bar. It surprised me to look up and see the woman who had been at the bar earlier standing.