" Call me Jake. Everybody does. Get yourself some blue lace panties.They'll show so make sure they're high-quality and frilly. That's partof the unifo...m but we don't provide panties. All the waitresses wearblue eye-shadow and blue earrings. Make sure you do too. Understand? Youstart tomorrow night. 5 pm to 2 am. Don't be late. Any questions?" No, Jake. I'll be here. Thanks." Tiffany was inside Rocco's club andabout to become useful again. She couldn't be happier.The next night Tiffany reported. She started easing the big dick into her pussy. Her pussy was stretching more than I thought one could. Within a minute, she had a good nine inches in her loose pussy. I didn’t think I could fuck her with a pussy that loose, but for some reason I was extremely turned on watching her fuck herself with that huge pink dildo. It was so base and nasty. She picked up the pace of fucking herself, and was looking at me in the eyes the whole time. She wasn’t making any pretence that she was having an. I understood that I had set myself a challenge, telling the story from a woman's point of view. It was in some way a Rites of Passage novel as well. Would it ever be published? I doubt it, but that wasn't the ambition. I was writing for myself, for the sheer pleasure of putting this story; that had been in my mind for years; down on paper. To alleviate the periodic spells of writers block I started writing short stories as well, the problem was that they then took over and it was the novel. I went to my first class of the day and got myself very wet watching my teacher in her tight skirt. She was a breathtaking blonde woman, in her mid twenties, with big boobs and a very pretty smile. Needless to say I had trouble paying attention the entire class. I had noticed how pretty she was before, but I didn't realize I actually found her attractive her until now. My next two classes were tough to get through as well because I kept thinking of her butt in the tight skirt. Finally fourth.