I asked about her accent - "Hungarian" was the reply - so of course I had opened my big mouth and told her that my forebears had also been from that p...rt of the world. From that point we had gotten along famously.She signed me in then led the way to my room. I followed her up the stairs — closely - and really had to resist the temptation to caress the rather lovely backside in front of me. As she walked along the landing in front of me she had stopped suddenly and without warning and I had. I had some shopping to do. Of course I left an hour early to have a little fun on the small roads, but only a little." You can have all the fun you like, love. I'm glad you like your car." Like? I love it! You should know all the attention I get! I think all boys from 6 to 80 have been staring at me and my car. Or rather, my car and then me. I'm not used to that." I thought most women liked to be stared at." Well, I have to admit, it gives me a little kick. You know, a week ago I could walk. "Now, Myl?ne, you will need training and as your mum I have beenappointed as your supervisor by the boss." You mean, Monique?" No, the boss, Monique's no more the boss than she's a real girl."I was shocked."But she's so convincing!" So will you be if you remember what I am teaching you, Myl?ne. You willbe serving tables with me. You will need to pay off your uniform fromyour salary as I don't have enough to buy your uniform right now withyour university loan and obviously a lot of your first. Fear of the unknown and the shock of what she had just heard mingled deliciously with excitement of the prospect of what could happen and the devilishness and taboo of what she wanted to happen. She parted her red lips and began opening her mouth, unsure of what she was about to say, when suddenly Sam, her supervisor, appeared from out of nowhere and placed himself down on a seat opposite the two of them. “Hey! How’s it going, man? I’m Sam.” Her supervisor said to Jacob. He gestured towards.