Love Omelette

“Excuse me waitress?” Fred was calling to the “cat maid” who turned towards him. “Myaster have nya decided what myou want? Nya!” Replied the waitress returning to his table. “Yes, I decided on the love omelette.” Feed said ordering. The “maid” looked please “What an ameowzing choice myaster! That one mya favorite. Nya!”

The waitress went towards the kitchen obviously to deliver his order. Fred was thinking to himself out loud “With a love omelette shouldn’t they offer something lovely?” He chuckled to himself “Like a picture of her tits or ass.” Fred laughed at the nonsense he had just said to himself. Suddenly the waitress returned with a bit of a red face. She slipped a photo paper upside down to Fred. Fred flipped it over and was amazed at what he saw. It was the bare ass of the waitress well curved and all.

He quickly pocketed the photo and looked at the Asian girls at the other table. They were all looking at their own photos they had gotten from their waitress. Sharing their thoughts out loud and looking at each other’s. “That must just be how these things work at these places.” Said Fred more calm now “I can’t believe that they actually do that” he thought to himself thoughts only.

Fred received his food and the “maid” began putting ketchup on it. “I love myou! Nya!” She said with a very happy smile, striking a pose with her hands in the shape of a heart. She walked away and Fred began digging in the other customers had already left. Fred finished his food left the money on the table and got up and left.

The young waitress was cleaning a table near the man she was waitressing. She loved her job because it reminded her of her traditional job in Japan. She also loved the outfit she wore. The man called her over and she asked if he was ready to order. He was and he ordered the love omelette. She let it be known that it was her favorite menu item. When she returned with the order to the kitchen she handed to the chef.

Then it hit her “Oh no! I forgot the ass or tit pick! I gotta hurry and get him one!” She ran into the office and printed out one of the private photos from her phone. It was a fan favorite of her ass. She was still embarrassed to hand it to men but hurried out and slid it to the man she was waiting. She then went off to do her own thing until the man’s food was done.

When the order was finally ready she picked it up from the chef and brought it to the man. She performed the love ritual with the ketchup and the food was ready to be eaten. The man seemed in high spirits so her own spirits were raised. The man began hungrily munching down on the omelette when he finished he left.