A sandwich and perhaps more.

As your look at the little order slip held in her pretty hands with cute pink polish that goes well with her shirt your mind can’t help but flash back at the feeling of Amber fisting you. Absent mindedly your hand descends to your crotch as you answer, “How about a nice tall beer, a tasty burger, and a piece of that ass.” Flashing her a naughty smile as you spit out the last cheesy line.

She takes a moment and pushes your arm aside giving your body a long exaggerated look and you are not sure if she is just fucking with you or considering it before she answers, “The beer and burger will cost you $15, the other won’t cost a thing if you are still here when I get off at 6am.” Then she slaps you across the face before adding, “Oh yeah, and watch your mouth.” The sharp noise brings several oo’s and aah’s and possibly even a damn, from the crowd in front, and makes you hot as hell.

She strolls away without another word leaving you to sit there rubbing your cheek. She returns quickly with your beer, handing it to you rather than simply setting it on the table. “Thank you.” Is all you say as you take it with a smile. Once again you can’t take your eyes off her ass as she leaves. You drain the entire cold delicious beer before she returns with a second beer and your sandwich. “I didn’t order.” You start to say but she just takes the empty glass and walks away without a word leaving you to watch that delicious ass once again. As you chomp away at the burger and drink the cold liquid your mind starts loosing hold of what is and what isn’t reality and you find you even pull up your computer as you are eating and see if there is any evidence on the news sites or blogs about you or the people after you. She once again drops off a third beer without a word as you finish the sandwich and before you know it some time in the middle of the third drink your head descends to the table as the exertion of the night catches up to you and you fall asleep.