Whatever.”Tiffany laughs loudly, “Alright, thanks bitch! I owe you one!” she begins walking off with her hot new man candy. “Love you bitch!�... she calls over her shoulder.“Love you too!” I call back, almost as drunk as Tiffany. I look down at her phone, knowing what I have to do now.“What kind of trouble did you get yourself into now?” Gabe answers the phone.“What? What trouble?” I slur, “No trouble!”“I’ll believe that when I see it!”“We’ll you’ll see it pretty soon because Tiff is having sex. The three of us had lunch not that far from the Bay and sort of close to the Cal campus in Berkeley. Spenger’s, which is now owned by a restaurant conglomerate. Ordinarily, snob that I am, I wouldn’t have eaten in a chain, but it was a favorite of our Uber driver. And Felicity flirts with Walker when he’s out here.We started with oysters and the three of us went with the waitress-recommended daily special -- petrale sole with lemon-shallot cauliflower. Daddy is basically on a Mediterranean diet. When we got there, we saw that they had about 16 vertical girders in place and looked to be installing the horizontal cross pieces.Greg and I went into the construction trailer and he asked for Tim Hansen, the overall site superintendent. (Greg’s new boss.)Tim was a chiseled guy about 5’10” tall with black and gray hair who appeared to be about 45 years old.Greg introduced himself and was greeted warmly. He told Tim that he was looking forward to starting on Monday and asked how the job was. ?Quickly, double time slave,? she says as I frantically lick my salty drops from her toes & arches. After a few minutes, she removes her foot and walks slowly over to the fridge. Rummaging about for a bit, she walks back to me with something concealed behind her back. I don’t like where this is going.?You will get this entire cucumber up your ass within the next 60 seconds, slave. If successful, you will earn a chance to come.? The cuke is long and intimidatingly thick, with a girth so massive.