Hi there Jade here this is part three of how I went from a bisexual girl to accepting that I was a lesbian slave to my best friend.
As we both enter the kitchen, the five chefs and two kitchen assistants who are preparing for the party all look at us. The head chef who is wearing only her chef uniform with her red lace bra with matching lace knickers that can be seen through her uniform just smiles innocently as she knows what Miss Nadia has planned for me although I didn't know it at the time. Each of the chefs start to undress me and my girl with their eyes which is unsettling for me as I squeeze Abi's hand for reassurance.
One of the kitchen assistants, a latin American teen who was putting plates in a hot cupboard, squats down revealing a tiny blue thong which is matching her bra that can be seen through her white camisole top and black skirt that barely covers her cunt and peach. Her partner is a Far Eastern teen who is washing plates wearing a tiny pink thong that can be seen peeking above her skirt along with a tiny pink bra that barely restricts her big boobs which is covered by a black camisole top. As Abi grabs two glass tumblers and pours us both a generous amount of rum and tops it with cola. One of the chefs who was on her way to the fridge brushes past me rubbing her hand past my peach as I blush deeply thinking it was Abigail's hand on my pert peach.