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Chapter 38
by yoyo1342
Who do you wave over?
You wave Rachel over...
You wave your sister over to you and at first she just stares at your outfit and doesn’t even recognize you. Rachel’s wearing a pair of black shorts with rolled up legs and a tank top with a low drooping collar. As usual, she’s not wearing a bra, and her “cleavage” exposes her nipples every time she so much as coughs. As Rachel walks towards you she still doesn’t recognize you because she gets distracted by Robin standing naked behind the bar. When you finally make eye contact with her, she looks shocked.
“Oh, shit, what… what the hell are you wearing, Sis? You look… well… you look hot, but completely ridiculous.”
“Yeah, this comes courtesy of our tip jar. We’re doing requests, which, I guess, is how Robin ended up that way.”
“Oh really? Well shucks, seems to me you owe me a couple of bucks from the last time we ordered takeout, isn’t that right? About fifteen bucks I think. I’ll tell you what, you come out from behind the bar and give us a little cheer and we’ll call it even.
“Hey, that’s no fair, we don’t get to see any of that money. I think you have to take off your bra as part of the request to make it up to us.” Robin helpfully added.
You’ve been behind the bar for about an hour now and you’re tipsy enough at this point that you only glare at Robin for a moment before reaching back underneath the jacket to unsnap your bra. You turn away from the crowd, take off the jacket and bra, and then put the jacket back on. You were never a cheerleader, so all you can think to do is dance around, throwing some high kicks in for emphasis.
All the while you chant the cheesiest cheerleader schlock you can think of. You get a kick out of watching the guys involuntarily lean forward at every high kick. Of course, every time your arms in go in the air your jacket pulls open and you flash the crowd, but you’re not concerned with that. You finish your little routine by doing a side split and raising your hands in the air. Of course, all of the added attention draws more people to the tip jar, and pretty soon one of the guys puts a ten in the jar.
What does he request?
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