The patch was the kind mechanics and service station workers wore. Still attached to it was a piece of what looked like a striped shirt, again like th... type mechanics wore. Who is Bill and what is his name patch doing in our kitchen? I asked myself as I cleaned up the mess. I know, it’s a funny thing to do but Ally wouldn’t like the place looking like it did. Sitting down at breakfast bar, I waited for the coffee to brew and tried to think what to do next. While waiting for Thomas, I made a. It took me a couple of seconds in the semi light and being so drunk to realize it was the group I had been teasing all evening, having danced with and let most of them touch me through my clothes. Trying to appear less nervous than I was, I flashed a smile and tried to find a path around the intoxicated group."Where are you going babe?" the 'leader' of the pack asked me, winking at his mates as they all eyed my body."I just need to get home, I had enough for one night," I shrugged."Oh I think. These girls trust us with their safety and God forbid if anything bad should happen to any of them." Is it possible that any of the girls have turned up missing?" Not that I know of. I would think that someone would notice if a girl turned up missing." Well, we are going to implement a new security strategy to make sure nothing like that happens. Jim, do you have a roster of all the girls here?" Yes I do. Here you go."I looked over the list and counted 75 names in all. There was a flurry of. "Don't worry about it. We had some funwhile we waited, didn't we?" she grinned, looking across the table atme."Yes, Marla," I quietly affirmed, blushing, and the blond waitress gavea somewhat puzzled little laugh.She had laid the packet down in front of Marla, recognizing she was incharge and would do the paying as she had the ordering. Marla quicklyscanned it and gave her a card. Tonya moved off to the front of therestaurant and the cashier's stand.During the brief wait, Marla reached across.