.. I hold out my hand, palm up, saying:— I'm your new waitress.We shake hands.We close the deal the way such as horse traders would and one customer... says:— She can start now, Leon? We will give her some pieces of advice.— Okay. Leave your bag here, k**.I drop it and without my bag I really feel naked in the middle of all these men.The boss says:— What's your name?— Eva, sir.A customer calls me immediately to order:— Eva baby, bring me a little Ricard.— And me, a packet of crisps, Eva.— And a. "Ooh, I've got to make sure ye doon't have any pain there, boyo!" she said as she gently stroked my penis with her soft hands. She carefully rubbed my swollen scrotum with the wet cloth, and then went back to my painfully erect tool. I must have groaned a bit, for she immediately got a crestfallen look and said, "Oh, did I hurt ye? Here, I'll make it go away." She let the washcloth drop, leaned over the bed and began fondling my now bone-hard stiffie with her bare hand. I could feel her. Come to dinner Friday night. I’ll cook,’ he added. ‘You cook?’ Sophie asked hesitantly. ‘There are a lot of things I can do, Sophie,’ Luke told her. ‘My mom made sure all her children could take care of themselves. I even do windows.’ Sophie was impressed and told him so. Luke gave her his address when she agreed to have dinner with him Friday. He lived in an apartment complex right near her work so she didn’t need directions. Laying in bed later, a smile on her face, she still heard his voice. There were more road games on the horizon, including one the next night in Toronto, the second half of the home-and-home with the Leafs, the last time the teams would meet for the season. He busied himself with his after-game routine, going over the list of things he'd need to pack for the trip; they were leaving in the morning. It was an unnecessary exercise—he could pack for a trip like this in his sleep. On the other hand, it kept his mind occupied. Brody, Bax and Mark went to a small bar in.