I'm making an omelet with some of everything in it, whole wheat toast, and coffee. I hope that is satisfactory." Good morning to you, Sharon. That wil... be more than satisfactory. How can I help?" How are your toast and buttering skills?" They are pretty good." Great! I want two pieces and you may make as many as you want." She pointed. "Toaster, bread, and butter are right there and ready for you." She grinned. "Have you heard from your children yet?" Not yet. I figure they are about two hours. In any case, when I lost my job in the factory, at the hands of a jealous power-tripping cunt, I knew it was time for a big change of scenery. I spent the rest of my money on a one way ticket to Long Beach, where I would start to build a new life for myself. When I landed in Long Beach, with just a duffel bag of my belongings, I had a startling realization. I have absolutely no plan now that I'm here! Being, as I am, an Aries, I often make impulsive decisions and find myself in compromising. I decided to watch for a few minutes to make sure that she wasn't going to get attacked by anyone. She worked about a half-dozen tables without incident, so I thought that things might be settling down. She did get patted on the rear, and I saw one pair of fingers go under her skirt and come back wet, but nothing seemed to be mean-spirited.I was most afraid of what would happen when she waited on Wanda, but even that seemed to pass without incident. One of Wanda's friends gave her much more. It was a signal for me. So I went near her, tried to remove the towel. But she insisted me to look by lifting the towel, It was exactly two inches below her privates. She was shy, but then I insisted her to remove the towel as i was not able to see it clearly, I told her that it would become serious if untreated. She again kept quiet.So i removed the towel. She stood in her pink underwear and top on. She kept on covering her bottom. i comforted her in all way possible As i expected, it was damn.