The Dine & Dash

“What can I get you,hun?”

The waitress stands with her little booklet, with the mildly bored look of waiters and waitresses the world over. However the familiarity takes a hit as you take in what she is wearing. A completely unbuttoned striped shirt that only barely covers the nipples of her ample breasts. She seems to have forgotten to put on anything else as you can’t help but stare at the dark hair of her crotch.

“Oh,” She looks down at herself before looking back up at you, now mildly apologetic. “Sorry, Big Hank decided to ruin my skirt. So what would you like?”

You stammer out an order for a coffee, your cheeks feeling like they are burning bright red. She jots this down and turns away and again you notice the damp streaks across her toned buttocks.

It’s been like this ever since you came out of the forest. Women wearing little to nothing and no one acting like it was anything at all. You are sure you saw at least one couple having sex on a bench on the way here!

Adding to the strangeness is the fact that you have yet to run into anyone that you recognise. Hell, so far you have only seen three other guys and one of them was on that park bench. Even the names of the stores had changed, most of them not ever selling the same kind of stuff anymore. When you had seen that the Dine & Dash was still here you had felt a pang of relief. Maybe this would be a sanctuary in a world gone mad!

Yet as soon as you walked in you realised that it wasn’t going to be. Whilst the layout of the place was nearly the same as you recalled the people had changed completely. The permanent row of tired truckers had been replaced with. Well, the same row of tired truckers except now there wasn’t a man among them.

Bill the cook and owner had been replaced with a hard faced woman as well and it took you a moment to realise that you were the only man in this place.

“You look a little lost,”

The voice made you snap back to the moment and you found yourself looking into the eyes of a woman who had appeared on the other side of the booth.

She looked to maybe be in her mid 40’s, her shoulder length black hair flowing over her shoulders and framing her carefully made up face. Her thick rimmed glasses drawing you to her brown eyes and the bright red of her lipstick contrasting sharply against her light skin. Your eye drops down for a second, just long enough to take in the black outline of her bra that was holding in her generous bosom.

Before you have a chance to say anything a coffee cup is placed in front of you. The waitress giving you a bright smile before turning to the other woman.

“Hey, Kathy!” She says brightly, “What brings you in?”

“Oh, you know.” The woman apparently called Kathy replied, giving the waitress a smile that was just as bright. “Just thought I would have a little chat with the new guy.”

The waitress looks at you, almost as if she is seeing you for the first time, before looking back at Kathy.

“Don’t you think you have enough kids?” She asked.

“Well Billy just moved away,” Kathy replied. “Heading away to France to do his part.”

You watch the two women as they talk, both of them all smiles on the outside whilst underneath they seemed to be engaged in a verbal knife fight.

The waitress, giving you one final look, finally moves away from the table and leaving you alone with this strange woman in this strange world.

Kathy flashes you a smile, “So what brings you to town?”

You nearly jump out of your seat when you feel a foot tracing up the inside of your leg. You look down for a moment and then back to Kathy. Today has been one strange event after another, first the change in the town. Then the nudity and sex and now this Cougar is putting the moves on you.

To buy yourself some time you grab the coffee up, sipping it slowly, trying to think of just how the hell you are going to deal with all this.