Party planner Margo sits on the job. Heath's date with his High School Spanish teacher gets out of hand, especially when the cops get called.
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11:00 AM, Saturday Lunch rush at Hilltop Restaurant, Wildwood Pennsylvania. Hectic!
"Oh my God! I'm pulling my extensions out."
Kwikki N'Dolla found herself overwhelmed by so many tables to take care of. Her training, still ongoing through her sister Nikki had been proceeding well until today. With the rush of dining patrons filling the place to capacity she had troubles keeping her orders straight. Backing herself into a corner near the restaurants walk-in freezer she had to catch her breath, almost hyperventilating if the truth be known. Seeing her in her plight Cabot Ross took his salads out to one of his tables swiftly and returned, taking time to console her situation.
"You okay Kwik?" He faced her placing a hand on her bare chocolate shoulder. Finding her trembling he took a look around the kitchen for prying eyes then surrounded her upper body with his arms, hugging her from behind. "Just relax. I have your back. If you need help just ask."
"I've never had to memorize so much even before I quit school."
"You quit college?"
"Why do you think Nikki came to pick me up?"
"I guess we never got too in depth over it. What were you going to school for?"
"Law enforcement. I wanted to be a Police Officer like my Uncle Samuel. We live with him these days. He's not exactly happy with me for dropping out."
"What changed your mind?"
"Breaking the law." She giggled nervously. "I...have a couple indecent exposure counts. They tend to frown on that kind of thing after you start school. Between that and the Instructor trying to blackmail me into sex with him."
"Did he win?"
"I'm here aren't I? I had to bail he was getting too rough. I couldn't go over his head or...let's just say I would never work again. Luckily Nikki got me this job without any background checks."
"That's wild. Our secret Kwik. I won't tell a soul."
"You won't have to I'm sure I'll get busted again." She laughs then leans back into him to whisper, "Can't keep my clothes on. Blame my ancestors."
"Huh?"
"Come on the women in Africa used to walk around in just a skirt or loin cloth, tits loud and proud. Surely you've seen the History channel videos. Roots?"
"Not really. I'll take your word on it. You calm enough to go back out there? I heard two of your tables called out."
"Yeah, thanks for taking time to calm my nerves. Oh, hey you never did tell us if you liked the video we made. I sent it from my phone because I knew you would wonder who it was. Nikki gave me your number."
"Ohhh that! Yeah I turned it over to the cops. Expect them to show up anytime."
"Don't even joke about that."
"Couldn't resist."
"Making me hate you, or our video?" She narrowed her eyes.
"At least you wrote my name correctly on the double dick. Most people add a second B or T in Cabot. Yeah it was hot."
"Did you see the tiny H behind the T?"
"Tiny H?"
"As in Caboth." She winked and caressed his chin. "As in we both want you."
"Awww! Awesome touch." He grinned smugly, "The H and your hand on my chin."
"Spill it. You show anybody?"
"Actually I haven't. I won't lie I usually do, but I decided to keep this one to myself." Total lie he showed the guys but wanted to keep the ladies from feeling used. Even with more heart than his buddies Cabot Ross was prone to evil traits on occasion.
"Your friends racist? Afraid they'll think bad of you?"
"Yes and no. They keep open minds but still get stupid and spout outbursts on occasion. Trust me if I showed them that video they would wanna watch you do it in person."
"They cute as you?" She winks.
"Naaaaa! They're all butt ugly. I'm not sharing."
"You know you want us." She looks behind him at any eyes under the busy circumstances of an array of food orders getting cold. Feeling safe she licks his nose and steps to his side giggling. "Now imagine that tongue on your cock."
"Already have." He laughs rubbing her saliva off of his nose. Watching her walk away he was thankful that he wore a small carry all apron over his crotch. "Fuck she has a tight ass."
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Stepping back in time...10:30 AM...Margo's banking institution of Wildwood Federal.
Joined by Eric Crowe, Margo Needy made her way inside the bank after being called in by her Banker friend Jacob Overmeyer. Eric still hesitant over letting his sister Lily see them together, Margo determined that it was time to meet another member of the Crowe's, next in line on the perch. When her meeting with Jacob was concluded that is, priorities straight her motto. Today Margo actually dressed for success rather than slutty. That alone made Eric less stressed not having to explain to his sister what Margo was doing wearing some nightie or other risque outfit. Business dress blue with the skirt to her knees thank god.
"You go deal with the bank guy I'm gonna go chat with my sister."
"Don't forget to introduce us afterwards. Stop worrying so much what people think."
"Mainly my religious Mom you know that."
"She can lay her hands on me too if she wishes."