During the remainder of the week, Sissy and her mother kept going over everything to make sure there were no mistakes in their plan. Meanwhile Joel co...ntinued his relentless hounding and making fun of Sissy, which any other time would have drove her to tears; instead gave her strength knowing judgment day was just around the corner.Sunday finally arrived; the calm before the storm. Rita announced to Sissy and Joel, (just as they had planned) that she would be going out for a while and she. Actually, I was getting ready to offer you a job.”“I might be a greenhorn kid from Cleveland,” I retorted, “but I’ve never heard of waitresses offering jobs.”Sticking out her hand she said, “I’m Samantha Onassis, I run this place.” Taking her hand I said, “I’m Toby Wakefield.” I had never shaken a hand which felt firmer or more purposeful.Sig’s Diner was a fixture on Charles Street which had been there for over forty years. Demetrius Onassis immigrated from Greece in 1920 as a teenager after. I get a text from Vince about nine, asking if I wanted a nooner. Hell yeah I replied. From there while at work he continued texting me on and off. About 10:30 he sent to me a text, telling me to clean up nice, shave real smooth, that he wanted me in perfect condition to get naughty for our nooner. So as the time moved on, I sent snap shots of my progress. First my robe and panties on the floor, the shower going, up to me shaved clean and smooth. After i dried off I fixed my hair real quick. She smiled to reassure me and I noticed how pretty she was, perfect makeup and high cheek bones, scarlet lipstick framing perfect lips, which parted and smiled again. I felt my little cock stir.Did I tell you? I have a tiny cock. It’s haunted me all my life. Sports changing rooms at school, gents toilets where I have to turn away and try to hide it to avoid embarrassment. Girlfriends (not that I’ve had many) who when I got them to bed were too polite to laugh, but never came back for a second.