She was awful. She stuck out her ass, and pushed her shoulders together. She even bit her bottom lip while laughing too loudly at Craig's jokes. Final...y she went back to making espressos."So, you really like ice cream a-lot." I teased."No. Not so much. I like pretty girls who serve Ice Cream. I rarely finish the scoop you serve me." I blushed. He continued. "When it comes to sweets, I'm very picky, a connoisseur. I like chocolate, dark, rich chocolate. If you get the good stuff, a small piece. We’d have drinks at the bar and then go to the room. I was so excited by this point. Now after I saw her, I couldn’t wait to meet her. She felt the same.I wore a silk dress and my favorite heels. I wore my hair down and wore light make-up. I didn’t want to look overly made up. I wanted to look more natural for her. I felt like a nervous school girl. I hadn’t been on a date in over ten years. I had only made love with my ex-husband. I never had been with a woman in my life. It was. On my third week there my sister had to work themidnight shift from 8pm to 430am. Mike took me aside andtold me that on Thursday night it was his turn to havehis buddies over to play cards and asked if I would helphim with drinks and snacks. Of course I said sure I’dlove to.He said it wouldn’t tell his friends I would be there,he wanted to surprise them and asked me to wearsomething sexy. I said it sounded like fun and told himI could wear my bikini top, which is very skimpy. I am not sure if it can take your weight. Yesterday only one toppled and got hurt. I understood and smiled on my own seeing the condition of the stool. Me: Yes, your stool looks like you in health. The girl who was standing there also laughed at my comment. Ramlal of course smiled big like a rascal showing his teeth, but did not remove his fingers from the stool top and I had to sit on that as he was supporting it. I was conscious enough not to sit on his fingers directly, but the position was.