First of all, they're busy too and for them it's money in their pocket. Secondly, as you said, it's dangerous I won't ask them to do something that I ...hould be doing." The only other solution is for us to get a safe. You can keep enough cash in the register to make change and put the rest in the safe each night."We went out that weekend and bought a small safe. Between the two of us we were able to carry it up the front stairs and place it in the lunch nook under the coffee station next to the. "Lee decided it was time to move on. He shouldered his sea bag and walked out of the restaurant after paying his bill. He walked almost a mile to the edge of town and the shop where he used to work. When he entered, his old boss was lounging in the same chair he used while Lee worked there.The owner looked up at Lee when he entered the door. He stared a moment then roared, "Lee, you son of a bitch! When did you get home? Damn, boy, it's good to see ya."Lee said, "Just got in a while ago on the. ” she said. She got off the bed and motioned for Michael to stay exactly where he was. She turned around and bent over, her ass and wet pussy exposed. Michael could feel his cock stiffening and he began to furiously rub it as Millie continued. She shook her ass and Millie turned her head around to see Michael jacking odd. Smiling she turned around and sauntered toward Michael. She spread her legs and drawled on Michael’s lap, still facing him. “I’m gonna give you the world’s best lap dance.”. I had my qualms about Desiree's sudden fascination with golden showers, but I considered the possibility that she might simply be attempting to find out the cause of all of the fuss. Either that, or she might be truly intrigued with the practice. I figured that it would pass, and as long as she didn't expect me to return the favor, I would be okay with it. I just wouldn't kiss her right afterward.As always, my woman's Neapolitan heritage showed up in her cooking. Early on in our relationship, I.