One of my work uniforms. I.. It's a special service... I.. I cost way morethan a regular maid."He's staring at me, which is making me uncomfortable, b...t... he seemsnearly as nervous as I am, "S.. special service?" Yeah.. for the.. err.. special interest customer. It's err... a littleembarrassing.," I flush, gesturing at my uniform, "But err... it payswell..."Which is the only reason I can think of that a real girl would take a joblike this, or at least the job I'm pretending to have. The truth. "We got too many loose ends. To start with we still haven't found that bitch of Paris Mawbry's or those disks."Bobby wasn't in the mood to hear bad news. He didn't open the folder. "Listen Stuart. There was so much shit going on after the Federal troops rolled into the Shore, so many people moving or missing. Shit, man. She could be dead for all we know." Or she could pop up in the middle of the election with a microphone in her face and ruin our day." Stuart had the bit between his teeth. "And. The feelings I was getting from those fingers woke me up."Uh, where are your panties?' Perhaps not the smartest thing I could have said, but I was still overwhelmed. Probably over-overwhelmed."In my handbag. I took them off while you were paying the bill." Oh."She was still moving my left hand. I realized that it was having a very good time, and that the rest of me should really start participating. My minds got fully back from wherever they'd stupidly gone because right here was definitely the. ..and don't give me that bullshit of you to much of a real man that you can't touch a dildo...if you want that fuckin check in your hand every friday ...you better organize them plastic dicks . Next if a woman comes in here buying porn or a dildo and she starts looking at you like she wants you to fuck her...you lock the doors go in the booth or my office and you wax that ass...BUT YOU CLEAN UP AFTER YOURSELF....lastly you have no uniform and DONT BE LATE. Any questions?" "No sir." I said.