I know the term for it these days is “service industry,” but fuck ‘em: It was a shitty highway diner and my ass is hard enough to deflect bullet... from getting pinched and slapped by drunks and meth-ed up truckers all those years; I was a fuckin’ waitress.Like Suzy-Ho, I also live in Susan’s head. If we want to get all Freud here, you might say I represent her survival instinct. I helped her power through all the shit Chad used to do to us and keep going. Today’s not as bad as that, she’s just. But he was a comfortable as you pleasewith me staring at him. I had just had sex with the guy and I was a bitembarrassed to be nude there in front of him."Would you like me to be your master?" Oh, yes, Sir. More than you can image Sir." Humm. How far are you willing to go?" Sir, as far as you like, Sir. I'll do anything you want me to Sir."He just looked at me for a second, then he got up off the bed. As he startedtalking again, he dressed. I just stayed kneeling on the bed listening tohim."OK,. I grab my phone to dial 9-1-1 when there’s a soft knock on my door. It opens before I can ask who it is. I see your silhouette against the doorway. I put the phone back on my bedside table. ”What are you doing here?’ I ask. ”Don’t worry. Relax. I used Steph’s key,’ you say. You come into my room and close the door behind you. My eyes were dazzled by the light, and I’m blinded when the room goes dark. Before my eyes adjust I feel you sitting on my bed next to me. ”Where is Stephanie? Is. I have been regular reader of iss and especially maid story make me high always. Getting inspiration from it i tried on multiple maids from nearby but never succeed. Then i have one more fantasy of chatting dirty with women and even with whom i don’t know and here was a girl name Sheetal (don’t need to mention that its changed) came in contact due to profession and the day of our first contact i got a message from her at night. It was a normal message but timing was not so i replied but with a.