Grace at Millie's

Grace at Millie's

Grace got into her car and silently drove out the driveway, she even turned off her radio so it wouldn't distract her. She desperately wanted to talk to her best friends, Alice and Scarlett, and tell them what happened and ask them what she should do but she still didn't want to talk on the phone with someone. She was even willing to talk to her sister Pietra for advice, she was that anxious.

Has she drove down the road she realized that she was unconsciously heading to her office at Smith Industries, and Alex. She didn't want to go to the office but she didn't want to stay home with her parents. Grace wanted to avoid that for now and at the same time she wanted a repeat, she wanted to feel his tongue on her pussy again, his finger inside her and... well she could do without his salty/bitter cum in her mouth, but maybe it was an acquired taste. 'But I'm his mistress and a mistress is supposed to wait for him to come to her, right?' she tried to understand what she was supposed to do.

She finally decided to stop at Millie's, it was an ice cream parlor and coffee shop that she passed by whenever she went to Smith Industries. Her parents would often take her and her siblings there for ice cream in the summertime or for some hot chocolate in winter.

She parked her electric car and entered Millie's. The place was paneled with dark reddish solid wood with brass trimmings, the tables and chairs were also made of the same dark solid wood. The whole place gave a warm comfy feeling that always made her feel safe and relaxed. Today it was empty except for the cashier and a waitress talking on the phone. The cashier was a tall busty older woman who looked to be in her mid-forties, with long wavy blonde hair that fell past her shoulder, one look at her piercing brown eyes and she couldn't imagine anyone saying no to the woman.

The waitress, Bonnie Schmidt, was a tall lithe 18 year old classmate of Grace, with hazel brown eyes who wore her dirty blonde hair braided into twin pony tails. She was dressed in the traditional alpine Dirndl, a dark green and white mid-length flowing skirt, it had an upper bodice tied at the front with a deep neckline that pushed her medium-sized breast together and lifted them up to give the illusion of larger breasts with a deep cleavage. The way she was dressed reminded Grace of the Octoberfest photo shoot her sister Pietra had made once.

Grace started to sit at a table close to the door when the waitress came over and said. "Hi Gracie, can I sit you over there?" she asked pointing to a table on the far side of the room.

Grace glanced around the empty place and scowled "what's wrong with this place?"

"Well," the young waitress said, a bit put off by Grace's brusque manner, "that table over there has a power outlet for your laptop and it's closer to the WiFi and I thought you might want a better signal."

"Oh, Right," Grace conceded sheepishly as she realized the girl was just trying to be helpful "Thanks." She felt bad for snapping at the girl for just trying to help her when she really noticed the waitress for the first time. "Wait! You're.... you're Bonnie right?" Bonnie smiled and nodded. "Sorry, I didn't recognize you."

"That's okay Gracie," Bonnie said helping Grace move her stuff to the other table "Looks like you had a rough night?" she asked hesitantly.

Grace looked up in shock at her classmate "How did... who told..." she stuttered. 'Oh frack how did she find out about...'

Bonnie laughed nervously and gestured to her clothes, "You got bags under your eyes, it looks like you slept with your clothes on, you're mumbling to yourself and you look like you I do when I come back from dancing all night at TOXIC which is to say... like something the cat dragged in. Soooo, want some fresh coffee to really wake you up?"

"Mmm yea sure." Grace mumbled sitting down and looking at herself, she realized that she was in fact still wearing the same clothes as yesterday "Yea thanks Bonnie. Hey, what are you doing here?" she asked.

"Oh my parents own the place," Bonnie said signaling over to her mother, the cashier, "It been in the family for generations," Bonnie started to ramble nervously, "Well, it used to be a bar but my dad didn't want to keep throwing out drunks and fixing the place so he changed it to an ice cream parlor and coffee shop, so, well I help out sometimes and I am trying to save money to go on vacation this summer and so they let me work on weekends to save up some money and... and I'll go get your coffee so..." she trailed off as she left.

Grace sat down and stared red-eyed at the screen. She had barely slept last night, waking up just a few hours after falling asleep. She had spent hours online looking for an answer. Some of the sites said she should call Alex, the others said she should wait for him to call her, others told her not to answer the first time he called but to answer the following call, and the others said not to call Alex but to call him if he didn't call her. The confusion was making her head hurt.

Bonnie approached Grace silently from behind and peered over her shoulder for a minute looking at what Grace was sleepily trying to read. Pulling back a bit she then brought Grace a large mug of coffee to which Grace mumbled her thanks while she stared at her screen with blank eyes. After a few minutes, Bonnie came back and ask Grace, "Want something to go with it?-"

"Mmm, No thanks" Grace started to reply but Bonnie continued as if she hadn't spoken.

"-Cause we got some fresh muffins, doughnuts, and OH! We got some chocolate cake. Chocolate is the best when you're feeling down unless it's boy trouble you got," Grace almost choked on her coffee when Bonnie said 'boy trouble' but she seemed to ramble on without skipping a beat, "Then you want chocolate ice cream. You always have chocolate ice cream when you have boy trouble."

Grace's head was starting to hurt as she tried to follow Bonnie's rambling, but she had clearly heard the word 'boy trouble' and that gave her an idea.

"You know Chloe right?" Grace asked.

"Sure she's one of my best friends," Bonnie said. "Oh, you heard about what happened?"

"Er yeah," Grace said

"Well, it's like Total BS!" Bonnie said really fast, "Zack isn't some creepy stalker. He's a really nice guy and..." she stopped herself from rambling on and took a deep breath to stay calm. It wasn't every day that she got to talk with someone like Grace as she remembered that Grace was Victoria's cousin and she didn't want to make a bad impression about Chloe and Zack.

"Are they like a couple or something," Grace asked.

"Nah, that BS, they're friends," Bonnie said, "they've been friends for like forever, it's sooo cute, they really make a nice couple."

"Wait, Wait, Wait," Grace said with exasperation as she raised her hand to slow down the other girl, "Are they a couple, like dating and fucking, or are they just friends like not dating and not fucking?"

Bonnie quickly sat down across from Grace and started rambling again. "Okay, Chloe and Zack have been friends since forever, like since they were babes together, they're like best friends and all. You know on the team we have a lot of bets going on about those two."

"Like what?" Grace asked curiously.

Bonnie hesitated for a while but then said, "Okay, I'll tell you, but you can't tell anyone not even Vicky, well you can tell Vicky but she can't tell anyone else!" Grace just nodded as she tried to follow the blonde girl's rambling.

"OK we had a bet that Zack was gay cause he wasn't dating Chloe and that Gavin was his secret boyfriend, but I knew that wasn't true because Zack kept staring at girl's tits and butts, especially at..." she snapped her fingers trying to remember "HANNAH! Yeah Hannah Woodsen, his sister Taylor's best friend, he kept staring at her till Taylor told him to stop, and then we caught him looking at some other girls so we know he's not gay, and then there was the bet that they would start dating together after Chloe's sweet 16, but I won that bet cause Zack dated Lisa first, and then there's another bet that Chloe's a lezzy with Meagan as her girlfriend, but some think Meagan is the butch but other think Chloe is the butch but I know Chloe like guys cause she's always gushing over those soccer players in the European League so I know I'm gonna win that bet when Chloe gets a boyfriend, especially after Sylvia told me that her mom thinks Meagan is a lezzy and that she wants to seduce her or me or Chloe, now my bet is that Chloe and Zack are gonna hookup at the prom night."

Grace's head was spinning from what Bonnie was saying. She grabbed her head in frustration as the barrage of senseless words pounded her head from inside, Grace **** herself to stay calm. "Wait Wait wait." Grace said clearly exasperated but trying not to tell only close source of information to just 'frack off!'

"Let me see if I got this right," Grace said. "Zack and Chloe are not secretly a couple?"

"Nope! That's Total BS!"

"Zack is not gay?"

"Nope! Also BS"

"Gavin is gay?"

"Well, Not sure." Bonnie said hesitantly "Sylvia thinks he is but then again he wanted to ask Madison out before her brother tried to kick his ass and Zack stopped him and..."

"SSHH!!" Grace hissed and raised her finger.

"Chloe is.... not a lesbian?"

"NOPE! Total BS"

"Meagan is a Lesbian?"

"Yep!"

"But you think Chloe and Zack are a nice couple?"

"Oh yea, that would be so romantic." Bonnie gushed, "you know best friends finally realizing they really love each other and all that." Bonnie sighed dreamily "It's almost like the story of the rich young man falling in love with the poor waitress that serves him coffee every morning. Like Cinderella or Aurora but the best story is the enemies to lovers, even if it is all Total BS."

"Which is?" Grace couldn't help herself but ask.

"Oh, it's the Romeo and Juliet story," Bonnie said wistfully. "You know, The two families hate each other and the girl meets the boy and hates him but then she sees he really brave and smart and starts to fall in love with him and he sees she really beautiful and sweet beneath her tough shell.... ahhh"

The two girls stay quiet for a moment when the bell on the door rang with a new client "Upps got to go" Bonnie said leaving the chair to attend the client. "You sure you don't want something with that coffee?"

"Nah, it's fine," Grace mumbled.

A few minutes later Bonnie came back to refill her mug and placed a slice of chocolate cake next to it "Thanks Bonnie," Grace said absentmindedly.

****

Two hours later Grace sat in the same chair looking up at the ceiling while Bonnie lightly applied a layer of makeup under her eyes. "You know Gracie... you're lucky your skin is almost the same as mine, there you go Gracie now your bags are almost invisible" Bonnie checked her work as she started to apply lip-gloss on Grace's full lips, "MMmm, I bet your boy won't stop kissing you when he sees your lips like this," Bonnie pretended to shudder "Even I would."

"He's not my boyfriend," Grace said before she covered her mouth and eyes bulged wide open.

Bonnie glanced over at her mother and whispered conspiratorially "Wanna tell me about him?"

'Oh frack' thought Grace.