Carla didn't even look at the menu. “The hotcakes are great here... that's what I'm having.”“Then I'll have that with eggs up and sausage.” I ...ooked up at Renee while she wrote it down and noticed her red lipstick and that she was chewing gum.“Me, too,” Carla said. “I just want the hot cakes and no sausage. And I'm dying for a cup of coffee.”When Renee left, Carla leaned back. Her unbuttoned flannel shirt opened and I glanced at her t-shirt straining against her breasts and could see she wasn't. ”“I’ll have the same,” Megan said. “Apple pie, with ice cream and whipped cream.”“I’ll have the hot fudge sundae,” I said. “Can I have a cherry on it, too?”“Will likes to eate cherries,” Megan said, licking her lips.The waitress blushed.“I’ll make sure you get a cherry,” she said, looking at me and smiling.“She’s going to give you a cherry,” Megan said to me. “I can remember when I gave you my cherry; that was pretty nice.”“Megan, I just said I wanted A cherry, not necessarily HER cherry,” I. And they started to yell things like "Fuck off you old tart!" and things like that. So i did... but only after calling out an insult or two of my own, mostly about the size (or lack of it) of their cocks. This exchange of insults gained us a few odd looks from people walking in the mall but it didn't worry me - i could walk away, they had to stay where they were!Basically, i was so angry at this point that i curtailed my assignment for awhile and went to find some clothes instead. As you. "Business was starting to look up a bit. My first real reference was coming in. I quickly cleaned the shop and rest room one more time. It would only need a touch up tomorrow after I closed and before she arrived. I remember trying to imagine what she looked like. If the body matched her voice, she was off the charts.I was nervous and on edge most of the following day. Who had recommended her? Had Jamie referred someone already? I doubt that Shelley would have.After closing, I quickly touched.