‘Grand dad’s frying hamburgers in the back,’ she said. ‘Would you like one?’ ‘Yes please. And a beer. What’s the best beer you have?’ ...��Ask those two gents, I don’t drink beer.’ She went back to the kitchen with my order. ‘Say, fellas.’ The old guys looked at me. ‘What’s the best beer in this place?’ They looked at each other. ‘Beamish,’ said one. ‘I prefer Murphy’s,’ said the other. The girl returned. ‘I guess I’ll just have a Guinness please.’ ‘Right you are,’ she said. She poured it and set. Back at the house the guys were all talking about how nice it was to have a woman around to handle the cooking instead of grabbing fast food every night. They also were commenting about how the view would be nice as well…Megan had sent a sexy shot to Chris during last years trip and he couldn’t help but share it with the guys. They had all thought she was hot as hell and were looking forward to enjoying the view in person. Each was secretly hoping to catch a glimpse of her in that same sexy. That request had been her own - her personal twist on facing her fears. Mark was as surprised as the staff and other customers, but he had asked her to repeat herself to be sure he hadn’t misheard her. From the staff’s perspective, the last group Karen had shepherded into the parlor meant they weren’t about to argue with Karen’s unusual request.Karen had been wearing a top and skirt of Betty’s, which despite her request, caused an internal struggle in itself, for her to remove. To discard her. "Yes," said Gregg. "You could just look at this for a moment." He pointed to the ruby and as the girl's gaze travelled upwards towards it she was at once transfixed. "And now you can take off your uniform." Yes, of course, Sir," the girl responded compliantly, unbuttoning the pale blue and white dress that she wore.Gregg watched appreciatively as she stripped to her underwear. Maxine looked on with barely concealed irritation. "Right," said Gregg. "You get into this and I'll take care of her.".