But hey, that's good service for you, isn't it? The same thing would happen if I ever had to work downstairs in the bar, which wasn't that often. I wo...ld earn loads of tips but the rest of the staff tended not to. It didn't matter what sort of mood I was in, I had a cheery grin pasted on my face and I 'engaged' with the punters. Time flew in much faster that way, plus I'd had good training. You see my first club job was in a gay club and we were taught how to entertain the punters, make them. But raisingfive boys certainly wasn't easy, especially when we were out of schoolfor two weeks. Both of my parents clearly loved us, and there were manyworse situations that we could be in. I just wished Mom would stopyelling at us and that Dad would stop paddling. Fortunately I have beenable to avoid most of the yelling and all of the paddling, but I've beenin plenty of hot water recently.I had been in detention every day for the last two weeks before theChristmas break had started. It wasn't. Judith watched in horror as Nathan and Paul grinned at each other, she watched their hands as they fondled over her sisters firm round arse cheeks then she heard Paul say to Nathan, "You thinking what I'm thinking, bent over and a tight cherry hole?"Nathan nodded.Judith's head swung left and right, "No you can't leave her, stop it, please no, leave her you have me, just leave her."Nathan grinned, he had planned for this, "Okay, this is the deal, you do everything we say and I don't fuck sister. Just give him adrink, let him finish the job and then he can be on his way. No harmdone.I guess he must have become impatient whilst I looked through thefridge trying to find something he might like. "Not having muchluck?" he said as he breezed through the back door into the kitchen,"let's take a look at what you have hidden away in there shall we?"He flashed me that smile yet again and came over to the fridge. Hepositioned himself right behind me, peering over my shoulder into thefridge. He.