Chapter 5
by 
MoteDog
What about Cas?
Oh, To Get into Someplace Warm!
No! He had to concentrate on his business. He had to put Jane out of head! And get Dell to, "Cover up!"
"I can't!" Cas whined. She had gotten her purse open and pulled out not her Lifestyles Registration card but a pamphlet entitled How to Stay Legally Nudist. It was a fairly thick one. All of the 664 probably were. Such was the way of bureaucracy. "According to the laws in this, I can't even fully cover one nipple. I could be arrested, fined and/or jailed! In a federal prison, no less!"
"Really?!" Peter Paulson nearly smiled. His hand slid to the pocket with his phone, while his eyes went to his restaurant's nearest security camera. Oh. to be that ruthless. There was real **** opportunities here. "Uh, have you read that booklet?" Knowing Casandra Dell, it was an unnecessary question, really.
As she confirmed with a jiggle of her...head. "No," she admitted. Her expression told him even she recognized she wasn't much for reading, and that the legal-babble was mostly over her head. Did she know there were YouTube channels that could explain what she needed to know? Again, an unnecessary question.
"If you can't hide that naked body of yours from me, get out of my kitchen!" He stopped her from kneeling down onto the still cold floor to either beg to him or give him a blowjob by pointing to the door that led to the eating area.
"Right!" Cas enthusiastically saluted, which caused her fleshy, C cup but braless boobs to bounce about. "I'll get the restaurant ready for opening!"
Peter groaned as she left. The young, soft and stacked girl would be the type who skipped when she was happy.
She wasn't happy for long. She pushed her head, upper chest and fingers back through the door, and asked, "Could you turn up the heat, Mr. Paulson?"