My Stepmother was standing there with me and of course the damn Aussiejerk Christopher was still there. My Stepmother looked at me and she wasdisguste...d, she said scornfully, "Wipe that blood from your mouth, youlook like a vampire."My Stepmother then lectured me by saying, "I thought it would work havingyou at the club, the customers loved you, many of them wrote pleasantmessages on the club's Friendbook and Twetter pages saying that you werethe prettiest waitress faggot they had seen in years.. And you will be with me at all times."I thought of my depleted bank account, and the idea of such a tryst was beginning to be appealing. "How much can I expect?" For the first time I will take a commission to see how it goes, but you can expect to earn one thousand Euros if he is pleased with us." One thousand? So much?" Such a sum would carry me for months."Yes, and if everyone is happy with the results then you can expect to be invited again in the future, and with better remuneration." What. She bends down and tells me to lick it off. I do more than that. I lick and nibble and start to bite her tits (not hard though). I hear her moan each time I do it. Then she gets more cream and rubs it onto her pussy and she crawls up to my face and buries her pussy into my face. She's one who doesn't like to be eaten out but she made an exception this one time. I must have been doing a good job because she grabs my head and pushes it deeper all while she is almost screaming. I finally make her. “Okay, but don't wear those clothes out of the house. They will smell a rat the second they lay eyes on you. Pack them up. What have you told Mom and Dad?” she asked. “They think I'm sleeping over at Bethany's. I'm going there after the date.” I replied. “Okay, I will tell them I dropped you off.” Erica replied. “You know you don't have to do anything with him you don't want to right? I know him... he isn't a creep. You will be safe so don't feel you have to do anything you don't want to....