At our meeting he told me he wanted me to grow my hair so hecould put it up in big curlers which I would be wearing every day allday. He also wanted t... color my hair a deep burgundy color with blondehighlights. My uniform would be a black pencil dress and 5 inch heels. Hewould teach me how to do my own makeup every morning there in his salon.He said he would build a makeup station just inside the front window ofthe salon. This would allow passersby to watch how I did my makeup. Healso would. I had my day job working road construction, that kept me in really good shape but didn’t pay that well and wasn’t consistent. Here at “Le Bistro” the pay was good, so if that meant I had to use a fake (and really bad) accent, so be it. And it wasn’t like there was that much work for a drop out, out of work actor ex-model 29 year old who had come home to take care of his sister. And perks like tonight were sweet.My current table were a party of two. A young couple, he freshly 21 from his ID, and. I hadn't noticed it before, it was unobtrusive, but it gave him a rear view of the lobby behind him. Good idea for an entry guard, I guessed, he knew not only who was coming in but who was going out as well.He started to stir in his chair. "It is best that you do not come out," he said. "Here can be seen from the street and twice there has been a car drive slowly past that may contain your 'friends.' Perhaps they remain parked in some nearby location. I will come to you."We shook hands warmly.. I didn’t want to mess it up. I tried to drown these thoughts away as I proceeded to shower. Every time I closed my eyes I could still see Daniel towering over me, both of our dicks in his hand. What a sight indeed! I decided to push those thoughts away too.I finished my shower and I dried off. I wrapped my towel around my waist. Damn it! My clothes were just outside. Should I change in front of him? Would it be awkward? Should we even speak about what just happened? I didn’t want to leave the.