“She wasn’t available. I found someone one notch above her.”“Great, can’t wait.”Vince started his shower and Abby removed her clothes and ...alked to the shower.I’ll keep the horn he bought me on.“Care for some company, my Italian stallion?”“God, you’re beautiful. Please do.”Abby stepped in and they wrapped arms around each other, kissing and caressing as the warm water cascading down their bodies added to their pleasure. Abby, grabbed a loofa, soaping it up.“Put your back to me.”She started on. He felt obligated to her; not attracted, and while that was very sweet in its own right, it wasn’t quite what she craved.‘Well, I better go check the front,’ she said, and left the kitchen.By the end of her shift, Roseanne was sore. It HAD gotten busy, and she’d hurried around, trying not to feel overwhelmed but kept-together, efficient. She was rubbing the small of her back as she went back into the kitchen to fill up the ketchup bottles.‘Roseanne! Is your back bothering you?’ Benji called. The boys stayed quiet as we lead Tonya to the center of the room and began teasing and taunting and fondling her. Each of the girls took a turn kissing her and slowly removing a piece of clothing. As she was finally reduced to her garter, stockings and bra, I came up behind her and held her hands behind her. Each of the girls then took turns kissing her deeply while they ran their hands over her body. We had all grown up with sleep overs so this wasn't really anything new, accept, it was new. One of the gas ovens wouldn't light. Mr. Murphy paid one hell of a visit.Through it all, Alan and Marissa remained calm and everything got fixed (they hoped).This was the night of their grand opening. They received a fair amount of buzz in the local press and there was a good crowd in addition to the people who had received special invitations.Alan was running around nervously, checking on all the little things. Of course, Hamada-san had the kitchen working at 110% capacity, the service manager.