He absolutely lives for nighttime sleepovers with “His Girls”.“His Girls” do not share the same opinion of him.They do their jobs. They move t...ays out to the serving area. They swap empty trays with full ones. They clean the kitchen. They wash dishes. They mingle with guests at meal times providing beverage refills just like a waitress at a regular restaurant. Except they also provide guests with a bit of sexy teasing at mealtime.They love it when the regulars in the wild side dining area want. “Jack you are marketing but I was in logistics” I said “looking at a situation and deciding the way forward. Do you want to expand your little enterprise?” He nodded and said yes but he had already told me the limitations. “Ah yes, the male thing. Well I can help there. With me involved that takes care of that problem. What else is a problem? I asked. “Well the neighbours have mentioned there are lots of women coming to my house” he said “I told them the women are health workers and cleaners. A shy Latin woman, Lorena, took over all the cooking responsibilities. The food was simple with a distinctive Latin flair. Lorena was a talented cook! I don't know how someone can make rice, beans, and chicken taste fantastic, but this stuff was some tasty shit! Surviving a few close calls might have had something to do with it. I was about to get seconds when I realized the Zombie-Apocalypse cost me some edge. They'd surrounded me!"Shouldn't someone be on guard duty?" I asked. Everyone was in. If I did not know better, I’d say you’re trying to seduce me.”“Maybe, after all this cool night air and the romantic sights are perfect for making love.”He pulled up her chin and brought his lips down on hers. She parted her lips and their tongues did the dance of lovers. His hands wandered down to her breasts. He cupped, caressed, and searched for the hardening nipples. She moaned with desire as he began rolling them through the thin fabric. “How’s about taking the dress off love, I’d love to.