Her Pants Are Gone

Jaycee glances back at the spot on the floor where she had left her pants. But they're nowhere in sight!

"Please, no, no, NO!" Jaycee murmurs as she runs back to the spot she left her oversized jeans. But they're nowhere to be seen. Whether a perverted diner or opportunistic coworker is to blame, it makes no difference in the moment to poor Jaycee. Either way, her pants are missing!

Trying not to panic, Jaycee retreats from the dining area. That's easy enough, as she's eager to leave the laughter at her pants-less state behind. But when she enters the kitchen area, she finds it's of little reprieve.

"Hey, new girl, missing something?" one of the cooks teases through a serving window. Jaycee quickly throws both of her hands in front of her panties, but she's knows it's of little avail. Most of the cook-staff has already seen her without her pants, much to her embarrassment. Jaycee sits down on one of the rickety chairs set up in the back hallways for the fatigued waitstaff.

What do I do, what do i DO?!? Jaycee thinks to herself in her few moments out of the spotlight.

All too soon her reverie is interrupted by a booming male voice. "Hey Jaycee! Orders are up for table 9!"

Jaycee glances over to see a tray full of entrees for her next table. She takes a deep breath as she tries to decide what to do next. Can she really go back out there without any pants on?!