Psychologically. She draws them to her. I’m not surprised you find her so fascinating. Lord knows that’s what happened to me.”“What? No. I’m...not attracted to her. In, uh, anyway.” I run my hands through my thick blond hair. Looking over the diner, she’s still not here. June makes eye contact with me and smiles. I smile back nervously, and the sexy waitress heads to our table.Waitress. Normal waitress. Fuck.“Listen, Maria. It’s not that. There’s something you need to know about her.”“About who?”. Smaller sizes at the bottom and bigger sizes higher up. She then said that she had had a few deliveries and could I put them onto the shelves and then join her in the shop. When I went back into the shop it was already open and Mary my boss was helping a mother and young c***d with what looked like the c***d's first pair of shoes. I was watching her when I heard the bell of the front door ring and in walked a tall leggy lady in her forties I guess. I nervously walked up to what was going to be. Swiping the screen, a message from my mom appeared.Hope everything is okay. Be home in 30, will order takeout when back. Mom xxx.Mom wasn’t as inept with technology as some parents, but still thought she needed to sign her texts or WhatsApp messages. I had told her it was pointless as I had her name saved on my phone. I knew who it was from. Still, with only 30 minutes left, introducing the twins to the joys of anal was off the table. Not only did I want to ease them into it, making it. Nil turned and frowned at Fobie who returned his gaze steadily without losing her smirk. Grumbling, Nil shook his head and turned back to Rabszolga."Maybe we should find someplace where we can talk, alone," he said."Why?" Rabszolga asked, obviously surprised."Ah ... well ... we need to talk and I thought you might want to do it privately," he responded, a little flustered. "It might be a little embarrassing here in front of everyone." Embarrassing? To talk about bedding a slave?" Rabszolga.