'Yes!'

Suddenly, everything turns black, and then bright again. You stand in front of a little Italian restaurant by the looks of it. Through the window you see various people enjoying their meal, while scantily clad employees are waiting them.

'She works here?' you ask.

'AS A WAITRESS, YES,' Super answers. 'HER SHIFT WILL END IN A FEW HOURS.'

'Well, I'm quite hungry,' you say thoughtfully. 'I'll wait for her while I have dinner.'

'THE FOOD IS QUITE GOOD, ACCORDING TO REVIEWS,' Super remarks simply.

You enter the restaurant, and are immediately greeted by an usher; a young black girl dressed in only a short, red skirt and a white bra holding her C-cup breasts. She is very beautiful, and you admire her for a second before she speaks up with an accommodating smile.

'Good evening, sir, can I help you?'

'Seating for one, please,' you tell her with a polite grin.

'Of course, sir,' she says and motions for you to follow her. Now you can see that she has an outstanding ass, **** into her tight little skirt. It makes your mouth water. She puts you in a seat at the back of the restaurant, with a view of the whole place and the kitchen behind you. You sit down and thank the usher. 'A waitress will be with you shortly, sir.'

Super sits down in the empty chair opposite you. 'IF YOU DECIDE TO TALK TO ME, TRY NOT TO MAKE IT OBVIOUS. PEOPLE WILL THINK YOU ARE CRAZY.'

You nod casually. As if you didn't realize that. 'What is the etiquette here?' you ask softly, trying to move your lips as little as possible.

'JUST LIKE IN A NORMAL RESTAURANT. ONLY YOU CAN HAVE SEX WITH ANYONE HERE, OUT IN THE OPEN. WAITERS WILL ALSO HAVE TO DO ANYTHING YOU ASK OF THEM.'

You nod again. 'Sounds good.' You look around to see the other patrons enjoying their meals. Some are there as a couple, some are there as just friends but they don't seem to be having much sex with each other. But as you look closer, you realize what's really going on. Underneath the tables are various employees, sucking the cocks or eating the pussies of customers. All of them act very casual about it, just continuing their conversation or eating and drinking in equal measure. You stare, amazed.

Right at that moment, a waitress appears. This one is a brunette, her hair tied up into a rushed knot on top of her head, and she's only dressed in her black and white lingerie, stockings running down her legs. You are a bit surprised by her appearance, most of all because her breasts are fucking enormous. Your guess is that they must at least be double E's. A fine surprise, definitely.

'Here is the menu, sir,' she says sweetly, handing you one. 'Can I pour you something to drink?'

'A beer would be fine, thank you,' you smile at her.

'Anything else, sir?' she asks, as if expecting you to ask her for much more.

'That's all for now, thank you,' you say, a little confused.

When she makes her way back to the kitchen, you look at Super with a questioning look. He understands and says; 'SHE WAS EXPECTING YOU TO SAMPLE HER MERCHANDISE,' he explains. 'IT IS CUSTOM FOR YOU TO INSPECT HER BODY, AND TELL HER IF SHE WILL DO FOR THE EVENING. YOUR BEHAVIOUR WAS A LITTLE RUDE, AND NOW SHE THINKS YOU DON'T LIKE HER.'

'Well shit, you could have said that before,' you grunt softly. 'I'll make it up to her when she comes back.'