Deliverance

"Young man!" The women's voice persisted behind Reggie, now accompanied by a prodding finger to his back. "young man, are you liste......"

"FREEZE!" Reggie thought hard to the women behind him. The poking finger halted and there was silence at his back.

"Now for some unfinished business" Reggie mused aloud while turning his attention back to Andrea and Hailey. They had resumed their earlier conversation although both were now huddled at their table red faced and glancing around them to see who had witnessed their humiliating act.

Reggie concentrated on the redhead Hailey, "BEING SO CLOSE TO ANDREA'S ASS AND THE TASTE AND SMELL OF HER RELEASE IS LIKE A EUPHORIC DRUG TO YOU. ANDREA RELIEVING HERSELF ON YOU DOUBLES YOUR AROUSAL LEVEL."

Hailey's eyes began to wander towards Andrea's firm ass as the conversation went on, prompting Andrea to pause several times to ask what she was looking at. At one point, Hailey's hand began to creep towards Andrea's rear while she was occupied retrieving something from her purse. Hailey's hand hovered trembling over the skirt clad mounds of ass flesh while her eyes seemed to convey a deep internal struggle. By the time Andrea turned to face Hailey again, the redhead had herself composed with both hands lightly resting in her lap and a forced smile on her pretty face.

Reggie focused on Andrea. "YOU BELIVE THAT ONLY A LARGE BOWL OF CHILI WILL SOOTHE YOUR STOMACH. YOU WILL EAT AND THEN CONTINUE TO ORDER THE LARGE CHILI BOWL DISH PREPARED WITH THE SPICIEST INGREDIENTS THE CAFE OFFERS".

Blushing, Andrea paused in her conversation with Hailey to wrap her arms around her heaving stomach. "Excuse me, miss!" She frantically waved her hand and called out in an attempt to attract a waitress.

"Just a minute ma'am, I'll be right with you" replied the young waitress Reggie had summoned earlier. "Can I start you off with a drink sir?" She asked with her professional waitress smile only pausing briefly with a curious expression at the immobile woman behind him.

"Yes, you can Michelle" Reggie replied while reading her name tag.

Michelle appeared to be in her mid 20's and stood at a petit 5' 4 with Asian features and long silky black hair held behind her head in a messy bun stabbed haphazardly with writing pens to keep it in place. Reggie guessed her to be about a B cup under her fitted white collared work blouse with wide hips and healthy ass cushion beneath her knee length black pencil skirt. She wore a black apron tied at her waist that dropped to her knees and black flats of a soft material on her feet for easy movement around the cafe. She pulled a pen from her bun and a note pad from her apron and stood ready to take his order.

Reggie smiled wryly and thought in her direction, "YOU HAVE A UNIQUE FORM OF TOURETTE SYNDROME IN THAT YOU RANDOMLY BLURT OUT OFFENSIVE PHRASES WITHOUT REALIZING".

Reggie looked up at her patiently waiting on him while Andrea was flapping her hands wildly at the next table and Hailey staring adoringly at her ass. "I'll have a pale ale, draught pint please" Reggie ordered while reaching behind to stretch his arms.

"Aaaaalright," Michelle said while writing the order in her pad. She finished writing and again fixed him with her work smile. "I LOVE fat cock?" She asked patiently.

Reggie stifled a snicker, "I'm sorry, what was that?" He asked, curious to see her response. Her eyes held a brief hint of annoyance, but she was quickly back into work mode. "Will that be all?" She repeated, already moving towards the flailing Andrea.

"That'll be all for now" Reggie dismissed her to continue her rounds and fill his order. While walking towards Andrea and Hailey she turned to call to him over her shoulder , "Okay, Paddle my ass" She walked briskly to the next table.

Reggie felt he had Andrea Hailey and their brunette friend under control until Kaitlyn returned with their 'stage costumes' and finally stood to address his assailant.

Before him was a quite attractive brunette in what Reggie would have thought to be her late thirties with a scowl on her face and panic in her eyes. Her right hand was pointing her extended index finger to hover slightly above the chair Reggie had occupied and the left holding a mobile phone to her ear. She wore tight beige leather leggings that wrapped her protruding ass and womanly hips enticingly and a stylish tweed blazer with a single button below her shapely tits. A frilly white silk blouse fountained from the beige leather lapels of her blazer and at the cuffs of her wrists with an expensive looking broach fastened at her neck. She wore what looked like beige suede 4" ankle boots on her feet and her hair was arranged in an elaborate coif indicating she must have just come from the salon. She looked like some sort of urban equestrian with her back straight and nose and chin held at an aloof angle.

"So, you're looking for a role in the movie?" Reggie taunted while circling the prone woman. Her fear stricken eyes followed him as he walked. Reggie walked to the chair he was sitting in and abruptly turned it to face her. He straddled the seat to rest his arms on the back. "I think I've got just the role," he went on maliciously.

Reggie looked directly into her eyes and thought hard. "YOU ARE AN INBRED REDNECK WITH A GRADE SCHOOL EDUCATION DESPERATELY LOOKING FOR A JOB IN THE BIG CITY. YOU KNOW YOU'RE STUPID, BUT WILL DO ANYTHING TO EARN MONEY TO KEEP THE 'LECTRICITY ON FOR MA AND PA. YOU'VE COME TO THE CAFE TO START YOUR FIRST DAY OF TRAINING".

"Aaaaand, ACTION" Reggie yelled while clapping his hands for added effect.

The woman seemed to blink rapidly and then her entire demeanor changed as the light of intelligence seemed to drain from her eyes and pockets of drool formed at the corners of her lips. Her haughty erect posture slumped forward considerably as her shoulders rolled before her and her arms dangled loosely at her sides. Her slim legs turned inward to adopt a bow legged walk as she shuffled towards Reggie.

'S'cuse meh pahleas, sir?" She drawled while wiping the sleeve of her blazer across her snot riddled nose to leave a trail of slime from elbow to wrist. "Mah names Daisey May, an ahm lookin' fer tha ma-na-ger" she was having trouble pronouncing the big word. "Ya see, ahv gots-a job in-tur...." She paused slack jawed looking frustrated. A string of drool from her mouth was lost in the ruffles at her throat. "...vue?" She sounded out the word aloud to taste it. She had reached into her nostrils with her left hand to extract a thick mass of gooey substance on her thumb and index finger.

"In-tur-vew" she sounded out and then smiled dumbly while clapping her phlegm covered hands like an accomplished child. She had gone back to examining the string of snot on her thumb and fore finger by pulling them apart and the bringing them together to expand and contract the tensile strand.

She then quickly grew tired of the game, stuck both fingers in her mouth to suck them clean, and then wiped both hands on her leggings. She seemed to pause for a moment to study her arms and legs, twisting her limbs as she brought the fabric close to her face.

"Nah wer'd Daisey May git dees purty clothes?" She asked no one in particular. She then awkwardly positioned herself while inspecting the garments and fell on her ass heavy to the floor.

"Ooooooochy!" She cried rubbing her plump leather clad ass. She looked up at Reggie as if noticing him for the first time. "C'n ya help me find tha ma-na-ger pahlese sir?" She asked with a dopey pleading expression

Reggie laughed wildly.