Nyssa and Merry finally gave me a little break when Cat came with our drinks on a small platter. She bent her knees down as she lowered herself to put the glasses on our tables, and only my great discipline allowed me not to stare. I saw a girl lowers herself like that once. It happened in a movie. It was a great movie, I watched it multiple times.
In real life they usually prefer to go to their knees or push you to the bed, assuming most women acted like my two girlfriends.
Pure thoughts. Pure thoughts.
"Thank you," I smiled at her as she rose back up. Merry and I ordered a grapes-flavored carbonated drink while Nyssa got herself a sweet vanilla smoothie.
"You're welcome!"
She walked away, and the two girls stared alongside me. "Are they training their waitresses to walk like that? Do they only hire women who can walk like that?" Merry gritted her teeth at the show. Cat's tail never stopped swinging. It was professionalism.
