" Well seeing as how Hopes uniform fits you, you might as well wear theapron." She handed it to me. "Now go change shoes and open the frontdoors." Don...t worry Bev, he'll be fine," I heard Charlotte as I walked out tothe main part of the diner."What are you talking about?" This isn't the first time he's been in here wearing that outfit. Onlynow I guess we better say she," I heard a soft laugh, "Don't look soshocked Bev, not even her mother knew the difference." What? You mean she waited on. My mind was already made up for me: when I woke up the next day I was going back to the Book and Video. I had to feel a cock in my mouth again. I got up and showered. The black hose I had slept in were now stained with my dried cum, I put them on anyway. I put on the rest of my clothes, had some breakfast, grabbed a handful of quarters, and I was out the door.The pantyhose and the thought of what I was about to do had me hard the whole drive over. I was going to suck cock again, and it was. I’m kind of a big guy, and you are pretty small. Promise me that if anything makes you feel uncomfortable that you will tell me to stop. And I promise to stop if you say stop.”“I kinda knew that without you saying it, Jer. But I promise. One other thing: I want your permission to tell my mom and dad about everything we do. Do you mind?”“No, not at all. And my mom is going to give me the third degree until I spill the beans too. If you don’t want me to tell her anything, I can only promise to. Firstly the rich boys all played football and didn’t want to mix with the ‘lower class’ so I ended up with kids just like me from all around town. The second and more important reason is that I met my best friend Greg Sands in that gym. Greg was a talented boxer and son of a cop. He had just arrived in town and had signed up for class just for the hell of it. The instructor had no idea that Greg was a regional boxing champ and being that we were of similar size he paired us up. The instructor.