Gretchen was working at the reception desk, going over some invoices, when the front door opened. A young girl walked in and approached her. It took h...er a moment to realize who she was, and then a wide smile crossed her face. “Is that you, Wendy? You look a little different in the light of day, and without a fancy black dress.”It was indeed Wendy, the server that she and Nina had played with at the restaurant. Today she was wearing a loose cropped top and a denim miniskirt, and didn’t appear to. He was still close enough that the bullet had plenty of energy, and it blew the man's head to smithereens when it struck. Unfortunately, one of his companions happened to be looking in his direction when the bullet got there, and he was able to see that the bullet had come from the back, not the front!He turned and looked in my general direction. That was when he saw the cloud of powder smoke that had not dissipated from the lack of wind. He pointed at me and yelled to his comrades. That. That drove him mad. Even while we were in the lift leading to the restaurant, he kept pressing and grabbing my ass.We then chose a table in the corner of the restaurant where the seats were next to each other and not opposite so that he could have easier access to whatever he wanted from me.The waiter came over and while we were ordering, he put his hand on my thigh. I was not able to speak as I was getting turned on badly. I put my hand on his and resisted .Finally, the waiter went away with. Soon she reached my boobs. My boobs were the most embarrassing part of my body to be touched.She stood at the back of me and pressed her boobs against my back. Having some soap in her hands, she squeezed my boobs.Me: Oh, my gosh! These sexual feelings are so heavenly. I wish my boyfriend could do the same for me.Divya: Stop dreaming, Anu. You don’t have a boyfriend. But I think there is not much difference between girlfriend or boyfriend (laughing).Me: Shut up, you are a bitch and no boyfriend.