’ *************************************************************************** After the surgery I called Alison. Thankfully she answered. She agreed...to pick me up. I had a look at what had been done and saw the parking space, now vacant, and a line of black sutures that closed the wound tight. I didn’t think about it then. I simply felt numb as I climbed into my clothes and waited. Alison was late but I was so pleased to see her. I leaned forward to give her a kiss and somehow she moved and I. A busboy with a limp was ‘Hookfoot’. The dishwasher, a teenager with an afro was called ‘Bush’. A gay waiter was dubbed ‘Rice-a-Roni’, as in The San Francisco Treat. Old George, he had a million of them.Nobody liked George but nobody would kill him. He wasn’t worth the trouble. No matter how obnoxious or insulting he was, everyone knew he was just an asshole and couldn’t help himself. So they just let him rant and blew him off.Lorna was one of the waitresses. She spoke with a lilting, sultry. Her dress varied depending on her mood, sometimes it was pajama bottoms with a cute form fitting top, other times it was spandex that hugged her shapely booty that gave the latina girls at school a run for their money; and other days all out slutty-classy. she had large blue eyes with a hazel ring around the pupil, the cutest nose, soft rounded face with a hint of freckle. medium lips which served as a gate way to a deep throat [more on that later].she had boyfriends and flings nothing ever too. Linzi jumped into the car and did not do anything to give away the fact that she had a huge butt plug up her arse, but simply lifted her skirt up at the back so that her bare arse was on the seat as she sat down (quite forcefully too) as did the rest of them so that their bare, wet and very hairy pussies were on the seats, lovely...When we got to town we all got out, but as I had parked at the farthest away parking bay from the main door of the Mall, the girls clothes got soaked right.