You're good. I am very proud of you. I truly mean that. And if it matters, Joh ... Mr. Milford is proud of you too," she said."That's nice, and no it ...oesn't matter anymore. Not since I now know I've been his cuckold, and yours, for years," I said. "A fucking cucky for god's sake. Well, that pretty much wipes out any vestige of self-respect that I might ever have been able to lay claim to doesn't it. I'm a fucking joke. A wimpy-assed fucking joke. Thanks a helluva lot, Riles."Can I ask? Are my. ” When she bent over I tickled her again. She squealed and jumped away from me, only to get a quick goose from somebody else. Soon she was on the floor giggling and being tickled by all of us. As she struggled to wiggle away from us, her sweat pants had wound up pushed half way down her ass and her t-shirt had almost uncovered her big tits. Funny that I just then noticed that the t-shirt and sweat pants was all she had on. With the next tickle she wound up knocking me over and face down. He thanked me for my verbal comments and replied that I could go to the web site and write a letter of recommendation. This made sense, so I left.Later that evening, I looked all over the Hooters web site, and I couldn't find any place to commend a waitress. Frustrated, I decided to write a letter myself. I framed one copy of the letter and had another to give to the manager.The next time I went to Hooters for lunch, I brought the letters with me. I gave a copy to the manager and gave the. I said i’m going home. All of a sudden she asked me do you find me atractive with my big tits and my fat ass. So I said yes I do. Do you find me atractive. She said yeah do you fancy a fuck. I said where shall we go. She said I don’t no lets go the way you are going. As we walked I was telling her that I’m not a bad man she was telling me how horny she was and how she wants me to ram my cock up her. As we were walking I had my hand down her pants rubbing her ass putting my finger up her hole..