Balanced

It was ungainly addition to the bar. Antoine constructed it by hand, a partition at the back, some installation of kitchen equipment.

It was a balanced structure, just the two of them and a couple of laborers to wash dishes and help Antoine cook. Kelly looked after the front of house, letting Antoine know when a customer needed a drink, taking orders and pleasing customers with her ample bust and big ass. And if Antoine knew how to do anything, it was cook and fuck. The former he did for lunch and dinner. The night he did without fail, railing Kelly over the Folly's long wooden bar.