Drinks all round, Natalya, the other East European barmaid did the honours. Not as attractive as Saskia, she was a good few years older, in her late t...enties, with crow's feet around the eyes and a nose that was too long and thin for my taste. Yet what did appeal about Natalya was an air she exuded of being a dirty-as-hell bitch, the sort of woman you could take out on a first date and guarantee getting in her knickers before the evening was over. She issued a sly look that had as much to do. The bright, slightly warm light was replaced by a bluish, sickly hue.“Fuck this,” said the man stood in the maintenance hole of the escalator. He put his hands on the floor next to him and hoisted himself up. His left leg found purchase on something and in a split second he was out the hole and ran up the non-functional escalator ahead of him, leaving behind his toolbox and the plastic barriers. At the same time, a few commuters hurriedly came downstairs, fleeing whatever was happening. The urge to leave lessened, but remained in the smallest degree. Come to think of it, I dont even know where my cups are. He got up and started looking at the boxes as if hoping a cup would pop out for his convenience. It was my turn to laugh. I could always stick my head under the faucet. He was reaching for a box to search through, but stopped and looked up. Really? That would save me a lot of trouble of going through these boxes. Sighing, I sat down on the floor and began to pry open a box.. I was now pretending to look at my self in the mirror between sets so I wouldn’t be so obvious. During one of my rest breaks I looked up and noticed she was taking a break too and we actually made eye contact through the mirror but she pretended not to notice and then lifted up her shirt to wipe the sweat away from her face and flashed me her black sports bra barely containing what seemed to be a big pair of CC. I had no idea she was hiding those puppies under her shirt. She continued to do.