SMACK!!!

Hostess: “AHAHAHAHHA!!!”

Tears come down her eyes. She tries to massage the pain, but can only touch the perimeter of her ass.

Me: “You’re taking too long. 6 down.”

I raise my hand for lucky number 7.

Hostess: “WAIT!!!! Give me a second. You can keep going just wait.”

Me: “No.”

SMACK

Me: “Seven.”

Hostess: “AHAHAHAA!!!!”

SMACK

Me: “Eight.”

Hostess: “AHAHAHAA!!!! MY ASS!!!! JUST FUCK MY FUCKEN ASS!!! JUST GIVE ME A FUCKEN SECOND.”

Me: “No.”

The hostess already prepared my cock. It stands at attention ready to go. THAT ASS is pointed up in “prefect” position.

IN I GO…

Nothing but air… The bitch moved.

SMACK!!!!

Hostess: “AAHAHAHAAHAHHA!!!! YOU FUCKER!!!”

She falls to her side. Her once perfect makeup soaked in tears. Her ass is red. Red like a two perfect cherries.

Me: “THAT’S NINE, BITCH! PUT YOUR ASS UP. I PAID FOR TEN. YOU GOT ONE MORE COMING.”

The hostess continues to lay on her side whimpering, sobbing. She finds the strength to position herself. Slowly like raising a flag. Slowly like climbing a mountain. Perfect. THAT ASS is perfect.

Hostess: “LAST ONE CREEP!”

Me: “No.”

I take the rest of the rolls from my pocket and drop them in front of her face.

Hostess: “HELLLLLL NOOOO!!! NOT EVEN FOR A MILLION DOLLARS!”

Me: “Kate!”

In walks Kate with a briefcase. Kate walks to the hostess’s head and opens the case displaying $1 million dollars cash. The hostess stops crying.

Me: “I would like to interview you for a job. That is how much your salary could be.”

Kate dumps the million on the hostess.

Me: “That could be your signing bonus, if you pass the interview.”

The hostess looks around at the million dollars. She tries to touch her cherry butt. It still hurts.

Hostess: “AH FUCK! Mister, THIS ASS is yours.”

THAT ASS points up perfectly.