Riley
Balancing the tray of drinks expertly in my hands I manoeuvred between the bustling tables. Thank god, I had waitressed my way through university otherwise I would have stuck out like a sore thumb. Sure I was out of practice but somethings were like riding a bike. You never really forgot them. Luckily for me being a waitress was one of them.
I was probably having more fun than I should be actually. The other waitresses were welcoming, even the strippers in the glittery costumes were friendly . There was a kind of family feeling about the whole operation which was strange seeing as I was undercover in a strip club. And they had all welcomed with open and very trusting arms. Even going so far as to invite me to go and have food with them when our shifts were over. I wasn’t going to
