No

I stumble over my words and try to decide what to say, but nothing coherent springs to mind. The last thing I want to do is to make myself look like a freak in front of my crush, but my job is on the line. I have **** but to lie.

"The truth is...that I'm a pervert. I like showing myself off and being humiliated. That's just the person I am."

Ming Zhao seems distracted, as if she is looking behind me. Her eyes refocus and she makes a small shrug. "Oh. Okay then. I didn't know you had this side of you."

She gives my thigh a quick pinch. "But I think I like it."

She smiles and leaves me to the dishes. I nearly fall backwards, both out of shame and arousal. There was no way she'd ever go out with me now.

Of course, Millie comes over to make it worse. "Put it back, Ahab. She's out of your league."

"Yeah, no shit," I say.

"I'll tell you what," Millie says. "You did well, following my orders like a good little doggie. I'll give you a break. Go out and stand behind the coffee counter. Maybe it'll cover your pathetic dick."

I know she's lying to make me feel worse, but I ignore it. Grudgingly, I stand back up and shuffle out to the coffee counter. A woman is already standing there with a cup of coffee. "Hey there, sexy. Can I get a little cream?"

I pull a packet out from behind the counter and she reaches over to grab it. And stare at my shame. "Thanks, hottie. Maybe come back to our table. We're by a window. It'll get rid of that tan line."

She turns around and strolls back to her friends. I lower my head and try not to look at the gawking women. I even begin to think about looking for another job. Maybe somewhere out of state. I don't know how I could ever show my face in this place again.

Suddenly, a customer's voice forces me to look up and see what the commotion is. "Holy shit!"