Part 26
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The next morning back in the city; everyone is excited to see us, we settle around a table in the bar. After we share our highlights of the weekend getaway, I ask.
"Anything exciting happen here?"
"OH, HELL YA!"
"Bernice got alcohol permits for the hall Friday night and Saturday. We held a wet t-shirt contest, put up posters at the University, flooded social media. By 9:30 we were full to capacity, Carl locked the doors, we called Jill, Ty and Carrie for help, we had 6 gals, and 3 guys serving. Carl, Ty, and Blair were going around with trays of beer. Stuffing cash in their pockets, the gals doing cocktail orders." Terry stated.
"We used the stage for elimination rounds every 1/2 hour. There were 22 original entrants, the finale 4 elimination was at 1 am, the winner removed her shirt, so did the rest of the finalists, it was wild. 2 am, everyone was still partying hard; majority of the crowd was topless. Jack announced.
'Who wants a challenge 'Twister night' tomorrow. Losing team buys the winners drinks.'
The place started erupted with screaming.
'Ok go online, 5F's, register your team, $20 for a team of 3. I'll post rules at noon, start time will be 8pm, see ya tomorrow.' Claire shared.
Claire and Josi slept on the sofas, to waitress at 7 in Café.
"Bernice came in at 9, sent them both home. Ava arrived for noon, helped in the café and bar. Jack posted the Twister rules online. Steph went home at 2, as he figured wings and chicken fingers would be a hit from 7 to midnight. He was right, he opened the kitchen window, and had self-serve only, sold 63 baskets @ $15.
"5F's is trending, our bar is now the hottest spot in town." Jack was vibrating with excitement.
"Why didn't you include me?" I raise my voice.
"Because you would have stayed." O kissed my cheek.
"We wanted to show you what a great team you have, we need each other, but you don't need to micromanage everything." Bernice said, hugging me; I had tears in my eyes.
"So, whose idea was the wet t-shirt contest?"
"Terry's," Bernice replied.
"And Twister?"
"Jack's."
"Terry and Jack, $100.00 bonuses. Everyone that worked the weekend will get paid double."
A few whoops and hollers.
"I recommend we apply for a dance club, liquor permit, turn this hall into a night club." Bernice says.
"We already secured Friday and Saturday permits for the next 2 weeks." Carl announced.
"Carl, can you install 3 stripper poles on stage before this weekend, we'll advertise a dance competition, male and female; fill this place again with college students. Twister night, wet t-shirt night, stripper night. Any other pack em in ideas?"
"Mud wrestling, buy one of those inflatable pools; that'll pack this place." Terry suggests.
"Damn right, that'll be popular. I'll arrange it." I speak.
Carl, Bernice, O and I discuss optional renovations in the hall, especially an office area, to start interviewing and organizing the fantasy requests.
Carl gets the material after lunch and starts constructing temporary walls, that can be made permanent once the permits are approved, meanwhile Jill, Bernice and I work with our laptops on the sofas. Going through applications for Fantasies.
We begin reviewing the first completed applications.
Linda, recently divorced, requests a threesome, prefers a couple, or 2 women.
"Ok, Bernice, do you and Carl want this."
"I'll do the interview, then decide, ok?"
"Good, next is, Nancy, a nurse, married, sex is routine, boring, lost its spark, she seeks a non severe sub experience."
"Ok, well, that's mine."
"Next, Linda, 40's, widowed 3 years, looking for FFM threesome.
"Again Bernice, you do the interview if not you and Carl, ask Carrie and Blair or maybe Jim and Penelope.
A young girl maybe 21, approaches us, jean shorts, cut like bikini bottoms, with the sides being only the beltline, her round ass cheeks mostly exposed. Large 36" melon breasts, covered by a skimpy yellow, string bikini top. Long, thick wavy blonde hair, down to her bum, blue eyes. She's emitting a youthful, exuberant energy, the feeling that makes you want to be near her.
"Wow, you're stunning, what's your name?"
"Melany Parsons." Her voice is lilting, melodious, sweet.
"Melany, your gorgeous, and such a pleasant voice, do you sing?"
"Why yes, I am studying music in college."
"Ok, Melany, what can I do for you?"
"I was runner-up in the wet t-shirt contest." She waves her arms to jiggle her tits.
"I thought you might need more waitresses; I'm a struggling student, have some waitress experience. I'd like a job, evenings, and weekends."
"Our best waitresses get $14; I'll start you at $12. This weekend, start Friday at 6, handle it well, impress us and you'll get $13 next week."
"Oh, I will, thank you so much." She kinda squeals.
I Text O: Meet Melany in the bar, get her a uniform, we'll need 3 for her, she's a new bar waitress, evening, and weekends. Love Ya Babe.
Reply: Love ya more. XOXOXO
"Melany, find Odette in the bar, through that door."
"Oh, thank you so much." She wiggles her bum as the 3 of us watch her cheeks jiggle.
"Damn, are you thinking what I'm thinking?" I ask.
"Most likely." Jill says.
"I hope she's lesbian."
"I hope O, invites her for a not much sleep, sleepover." I chuckle.
"In fact;"
I text O: If you get the same vibe I did, invite her for supper.