Biting my tongue hard with my teeth to bring my eyes back into focus, I gave the gutless wonder a rolling side kick to turn him aside and away from me... and his guns while he started to bleed out, collapsed with shock. Then I picked up his gun, an apparently standard military Berretta 9mm automatic I guessed from a momentary glance at it, and then used the butt to almost casually but gleefully pistol-whip the slowly reviving Face into a rather more lengthy period of semi-unconsciousness.In the. When the maintenance guy left, he stared at my cock on the way out. As the door closed, the Latino guy continued to stare until he was convinced the coast was clear. He slid over to my side of the sauna room, sitting on the bottom bunk next to me while I was on the top. At this point I was drenched and actively dripping with sweat. My cock had an active stream of sweat running down onto it. This guy reached over to grab my pulsating cock with his right hand. He stroked me for a few seconds. You ran your hand through your hair, the short, prickly hairs tickling your palm and reminding you of how fresh your hair cut is considering there are going to be loads of attractive women at this Halloween party tonight. Your thoughts are interrupted as a woman almost matching your thoughts walks out from a tiny door set somewhere behind a tattered Darth Vader costume. She is short, with frosty white hair and a pair of large glasses perched precariously on her small nose. The thick lenses. . you know this is a restaurant for rich people, who not only ask nice food and an impeccable service, but they want graceful and smiling girls to serve them. The success of this place resides in our strict rules and is owed to all our wonderful waitresses... who are obviously well rewarded for their efforts." I will try my best to adhere to the rules and make the clients happy." Good! This is a very good attitude! I see that you already wear quite high heels, Sarah must have told you of our....