He refused to budge and only one waitress actually walked out as a result. Another got fired because she became so surly with the customers she just h...d to go. The first couple of weeks were the worst but then things slowly started to get better. The secret to success was efficiency, to show him I was not only good for sex, but that I had a brain and could use it. One thing that came with the job was I had to type a lot of letters. Now I was no typist never having had to, but Catherine got me. I struggle a little with the buttonsbut Sarah is on hand to help out, even cheekily grabbing a feel of my'breasts' as she does! Last, but not least, is the skirt. It feels sogood as I slide it up my legs, getting tighter the higher up it getsuntil the hem stops just a few inches above my knee. Sarah zips theskirt up at the back as I tuck the blouse into it and present myself toher, putting my hands on my hips to prevent them from shaking withexcitement!"Wow," Sarah enthuses, clapping her hands.. ”“We can go in my room,” Eric suggested. “Vince is out of town until Sunday night, and I’ve got more movies on my laptop anyway.”I thought for a minute, my fuzzy, alcohol-addled brain taking longer than usual to think things through, then agreed.We both stood, me a little less steady than Eric, and went into his room.I’d been in there plenty of times before. My roommates and I had an open-door policy for the most part, but it felt different being in there with the lights off and the door closed. A board appeared, one side in glass-cased starlight, the other in deep space onyx. Kieran couldn't play chess, neither of us were any good, and Nassau never played if there wasn't a bet on."So what are the stakes?" I asked, trying to sound off hand, tucking several strands of blue and copper hair behind my ears."You." Kieran said.I might have guessed.While they played I went to change. Kieran wanted to lose, that much was obvious, otherwise he'd have beaten Nassau hands down at rummy already. I.