Sheila's Lays It Out

Sheila smiles my way, looking my nudity over closely, scrutinizing me as they held me before them, holding my arms behind my back, making my nudity all the more apparent. She started to slowly walk around us, as I was held in place by the college males, waiting patiently for what she may say. Her expression smug, if considerate, it did not take her long before she stated, amusement clear in her tone, "You know, what you found out matches what I've been told, in both in-person and over the phone, from our guest's feedback. Everyone loves to see her working naked, it seems."

Sheila paused, her smile growing before continuing, "It's surprising and quite amazing, honestly. Who would expect they would want to be served by a naked server, even if she's so easy on the eyes as she is? Well, you've helped provide even more proof to the point. If you can convince her to keep serving naked from here on out."

I smiled, looking over at them, before confidently saying, "Oh, I'm sure they have already done a pretty good job convincing me to work naked. I'm sure I would be a pushover to keep doing it.", and with that, I winked over her way, and she smiled broadly as I replied, and heard them cry out in excitement at my agreement. M heckler slapped my ass hard again, clearly excited to hear me say it.

I watched as someone tossed my one and only uniform over to Sheila, who deftly caught it with her left hand, making it clear I'm going to going to be working naked, at least here anyway. Even so, I found myself feeling satisfied, maybe even pleased, with the result ... which took me by surprise, though I did my best not to show that part.

As Sheila turned and walked back to the greeter's station, I heard one of them ask, "Ok, Now what? As of right now, we're here only guests.", to which Tiffany rubbed a hand on the small of my back, before declaring, "Quite so! and I know just the thing ..."