I can be pretty mean to them. One would-be suitor lost interest when Dad told him that all the money and assets were in a trust until he and mother di...d and then would go to the church. I would get nothing."I whistled. "That's tough. So you are a poor grad student." I chuckled."I took to having Dad check guys out. He has sources everywhere. He knows as much about you as you do, maybe more in some ways. It helps to cull the wheat from the chaff quickly." So, I guess I made it to wheat stage.". The numbers tell a different story. You get more profit percustomer than he does. And some nights you out earn him all together." No way. That can't be. That place is bigger and the drinks cost morefor the same booze. He should be doing three to four times our take onany given night. Ok, I'll go take a look this Friday."Anthony rolled his lips and waved his hand at me. "Well, that could be aproblem. They all know you over there and the minute you walk in,whatever they are doing wrong, will. My other pets weren’t as receptive as you are Foxx.” The madam went from pinching and twisting my clit, to rubbing my outer lips. She smashed her entire hand up against cunny as she massaged it. It was hard to breath. Then she stuck a her index finger inside. I gasped. Her nails scraped my insides a bit and it was an exhilarating rush. She was pistoning her finger in and out of my hole at fluxuating speeds. After a certain point she inserted another finger, doing the same as the first. Like. . well, the effect was quite stunning. Whereas Old Fiona behind the bar had been a timid little mouse, New Fiona was chatting friendlily away to our new customers, laughing at a joke or two, enjoying herself and making them enjoy themselves.So it was no great surprise to be told, when I got myself behind the bar, what a grand wee place we had here, how surprised they were to see it so empty. Of course, I did my (acting) landlord thing, assured them that it would get busy soon enough and hoped.