"Any questions?"He'd wanted to do a read through. Just to make sure we were all on the same one page, or something. I'd been blushing the whole time, ...specially when the Director, Stan, wanted to hear me moan and giggle on cue."Seductive laugh?" I rolled my eyes. "Um ... tee-hee-hee ... like that?" We'll work on it," he decided, which apparently meant he'd keep making me do it until I got it right."Let's go!" Bill clapped his hands. "We've only got one day, people. Let's do this thing!" Places,. Female servers at the clubwore matching grey vests and A-line skirts, with white shirts and floppyred bow ties. At least the men's uniforms looked somewhat normal, withstandard red neckties and grey dress pants. I sighed and followed Lisaup the hall. What a waste to iron this blouse and skirt, I thought,only to have to take it off five minutes into my shift."Those servers uniforms are so dorky," I told Lisa when we were insidethe uniform room."Oh, hush," Lisa said, handing me a white ladies. " Holmar made a disgusted grimace in the general direction of their host's quarters. "I might as well see if we can do any trading today. Our best bet is to keep on acting as though we don't realize that anything is wrong."The day dragged on, the tension slowly building as she waited for something, anything to happen. Jewel glanced out of her window from time to time, but could see no sign of Mak. It was almost a relief when a servant knocked on her door to announce that it was finally time to. "Lift your arms," he grunted suddenly, and then, "turn around," he rubbed and dabbed and rubbed some more. "Now turn back and open your legs a little."Debbie had stood silent and disinterested as he had rubbed at her skin. Now though as he rubbed the towel up her inner thigh, she let out a soft little groan.The bumpy material touched against her clitoris and she gave a delicate little shiver.Mr. Groves snatched the towel away and threw it to the ground. "Go and lie on the bed." He ordered.