“By the way, your waitress is the best one in the restaurant. Please leave her a good tip,” Dan smiled as Abby came by and handed Bob their bill.D...n returned to Karen’s side. “What was that all about?” She asked.“I may have just found the perfect job for April, building stock car engines,” he said, showing her the business card.Abby returned, placing their meals down. “Please enjoy your meal. The crowd is starting to thin out so I’ll be able to talk with you both some more in a little while.”. He, per normal, was clothed and masked against both the sun and the rigours of his job, so only his eyes were visible. I knew him casually, as I was home alone virtually every day, and I always gave him recyclable items to help his life a little. We never talked much - if you remember, my native tongue is English, but here it's another language, in which I am less than fluent.This day, I stood up to give him a bag of empty beer cans, and I noticed a) his eyes sweep to my bulge, and b) the sweat. “They should stretch about as much as any pair,” she answers. Her eyes drop briefly to his crotch before returning to his face. Her face reddens when he smiles at her. “Um, I’ve got a customer to take care of. If you need any more help I’ll be up front.”“You bet,” Calvin says. His eyes don’t leave her ass until she is out of sight.“Problems with fitting your shorts?” a voice says, interrupting his thoughts.Calvin turns to see a man shorter than him, but in pretty good shape, maybe a runner.. James reached down and stroked his face. He was wearing full makeup and his lips, stretched out around the o-ring gag, had been been given a coating of bright red lipstick. "You look like a fucking whore Sherri," James announced. "Are you?" Sherri" hesitated and the nodded his head up and down.James laughed. "I'm glad we both agree," he said.He moved his hand down to stroke "Sherri's naked back. He could see the goose pimples on his bare flesh. James moved his hand down and around "Sherri's".