Working Girls

Reggie knew where he was headed before he even finished his sweep of the room.

He left the confused Caroline roughly groping her tits and the now perplexed Heather depositing her vibrating mobile phone in her panties and walked towards the three office ladies he guessed to be in their early thirties chatting together near the window.

As he approached, he noticed them meet his gaze, scowl, and reposition themselves closer together with backs to him.

Reggie snickered to himself and thought hard to the room, "NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS YOU WILL NOT PANIC OR LEAVE THE CAFE WITHOUT ASKING REGGIE'S PERMISSION." Then to the three women he was approaching, "YOU WILL ANSWER ALL REGGIE'S QUESTIONS WITH COMPLETE HONESTY. YOU KNOW THAT EVERYTHING REGGIE SAYS IS TRUE AND RIGHT AND WILL OBEY HIM WITHOUT QUESTION"

"Hello ladies," Reggie announced himself while approaching the table. "I'm Reggie".

"And I'm..." A slim dark haired woman with a trendy bob cut to her chin replied extending her hand. "Not interested." She finished, pulling back her hand and turning to her friends in a chorus of giggles.

The dark haired woman who thought herself clever stood about 5' 9 with a trim athletic figure. She wore a high waist charcoal skirt that flared out at her knees and a fitted white collared blouse that flattered her fit figure and apple size tits. To her left stood a Ashen hair blonde about 2 inches shorter than her dark haired friend. She wore a light gray knee length skirt suit with matching jacket and pale yellow collared blouse. To her right, a redhead with long thick feathered hair to her shoulders fixed Reggie with a smug look. She wore a fitted light blue collared blouse and silver silk slacks that hugged her pert ass nicely.

"Tell me your names" Reggie asked the women.

"Kaitlyn Sanford," blurted out the ashen blond, then clamped her hand over her mouth with wide eyed. "Andrea Barton," answered the dark haired woman, "Why the hell did I tell you that?" She asked no one in particular. "Hailey Wagner," the redhead responded, then looked at her friends in confusion.

Reggie was more than a little pissed at these bitches and moved fast. He turned to Andrea.

"YOU JUST REALIZED YOU HAVE A CASE OF IRRITABLE BOWEL SYNDROME. EVERY 10 MINUTES YOU WILL DRAW AS MUCH ATTENTION TO YOURSELF AS POSSIBLE WHILE YOU RELIEVE YOUR CONDITION".

Reggie turned to Hailey the redhead and thought, "EVERY 10 MINUTES YOU WILL POSITION YOURSELF AS CLOSE TO ANDREA'S CROTCH AS POSSIBLE"

Finally to Kaitlyn, "YOU WILL END ALL YOUR SENTENCES WITH 'BECAUSE I'M AN AIR-HEADED WHORE"

Reggie turned to face the women, "what bring's you ladies here?" He asked with a wry smile.

"We're here for a lecture up at the Fair Oaks Country Club" Andrea answered. She grimaced as a sickly grumbling sounded from her waist. "From out of town". She continued.

"Annie!" Kaitlyn jumped in, "why do you keep talking to him?" She paused momentarily and blushed, "Because I'm an air-headed whore."

Andrea and Hailey looked at her appalled.

Hailey pulled a book out of her oversized purse and placed it on the table. "We're going to see Penelopie VanDerkamp speak at the WWE convention," she said proudly, "and we've got tickets for the book signing afterwards." She continued, and then looked confused, "why did I tell you that?"

Reggie glanced at the book Hailey had placed on the table. 'My Life, My Law' was printed on the glossy cover along with a picture of a well built brunette wearing a black wool skirt suit with powder blue collared blouse and matching powder blue heels. She was leaning against a court bench with her arms below her shapely tits and a smug smile on her face.

For some Reason, Reggie thought the name sounded familiar, someone Eve had mentioned once, but dismissed it. Time to get on with business.

"How did you get here?" He asked the table.

"I drove the rental," Kaitlyn spoke up, then paused, "Because I'm an air-headed whore" she meekly stated. "what's wrong with me?" She more asked herself.

"Kaitlyn, unlock and give me your mobile phone." Reggie commanded. The other ladies looked on helpless as Kaitlyn complied without question. Reggie navigated the device and punched an address into the mapping application.

"Kaitlyn, take down the vitals and statistics of Andrea, Hailey, and your Brunette friend at the door. You will then drive to this address and buy fetish costumes for yourself and your friends two sizes smaller than the measurements they give you. When you get back, dress in your outfits, make yourselves up as attractive as possible and then present yourselves to me".

Kaitlyn nodded took a notepad from her purse, and wrote down the vitals, height, and weight of her two friends at the table. She then picked up her phone and purse and headed toward the door.

"And Kaitlyn," Reggie called as she trotted away. "No cheap stuff, high end outfits for high end ladies!" She looked over her shoulder and nodded, only stopping to speak to the brunette at the door before leaving the cafe out of site.

As Kaitlyn was leaving, Andrea was positioning herself on the bar table with a frightened expression. She planted her 2 inch heels on the surface and spread her legs wide causing her loose skirt to ride to her thighs. With a confused look, Hailey walked around the table to face Andrea sitting wide legged on the table while leaning back on her hands.

"Andrea, what's going on?" Hailey asked while she bent at the waist and crawled beneath Andreas tented skirt.

"I..I don't know!" Andrea replied more confused than frightened. The pressure in her bowels was building and she felt the unmistakeable feeling of her sphincter retracting and knew what was inevitably next.

Reggie sat down at the adjacent table and motioned to attract a waitress.

"Excuse me everyone!" Andrea called out to get the attention of the cafe Patrons. All eyes moved to the dark haired woman supporting herself on the bar table with legs spread and what appeared to be another woman in silver slacks and a light blue blouse visible to mid waist with the remainder of her upper body blanketed beneath the dark haired woman's skirt.

"I have an announcement to make!" Andrea sang to the crowd. She then appeared to concentrate intensely while clenching her eyes tight.

"Hot damn that was a good one!" She cried out to the complete silence of the awe stricken cafe patrons. "silent but deadly!" She went on while flapping her skirt in front to dissipate the offending odor. Seconds later, Hailey crawled out from beneath Andreas skirt with a pained expression and watering eyes.

Andrea quickly climbed off the table red faced while Hailey ran towards her beverage and took several long gulps as the disgusted cafe patrons went back to their business.

Reggie sat back doubling over with laughter when he heard someone behind him.

"Yes, I know I have an appointment at two." He heard a not unattractive voice behind him, "I'll take care of it, don't worry." The voice went on. "Hold on a second Mel," the voice sighed, "I'll be right with you."

"Young man!" He heard from his back, along with some snapping fingers to get his attention. "The young lady at the door mentioned to see a Reggie about an audition. Do be a good boy and direct me to this Person, I haven't got all day."

Reggie grinned as he swung in his chair.