My New England manners went over well with the customers but something always seemed to go wrong. My memory was too horrible to remember which custome... had ordered what dish and I'd get an entrée wrong, or else the steak wouldn't be cooked right, and often the plate would arrive at the table cold. I was never any good at carrying multiple plates and orders all at the same time. I improved (slightly) with practice but I was not the most graceful steer in the herd, and routinely pulled in the. .... Her bikini top was stretched, but not in the cups. Those were baggy and almost empty. I couldn't believe it, but I couldn't doubt what I was seeing. Not unless that stuff was making me delusion. But if it wasn't, then Lolly was looking almost like a guy. I forced my eyes away from Lolly, trying to convince myself that I was seeing things. But when I looked at the others, I couldn't help but noticing that they were all effected as well. Jack looked taller and thicker, even more like a boy. " Rosa Ann said it in a breathy, low voice. "I ought'ta get my gun and shoot you." I didn't believe her since she was bending her neck so I could kiss more of her flesh. I also noticed that she wasn't trying to escape my hands still molding her tits and rubbing very hard nipples."Yea, well... You climbing into the shower with me naked kind'a upped the ante on what we could and couldn't do. How do you like being teased?"I released her tits to put my hands on her hips to turn her for a kiss. Her. “Great,” Bobbi replied.“Use the men’s room,” I countered. “I’ll stand guard.”She looked down the hall and seeing the sign on the ladies’ room door, she muttered a soft-spoken, “Fuck.”“I’ll stand guard,” I repeated.I could see the wheels turning in her head, trying to decide whether or not she wanted to wait or risk my guarding offer.“Would you?” she pressed.“Sure,” I replied.Bobbi disappeared into the men’s room, and I stationed myself outside the door to prevent any unauthorized entrants.Full.