Chapter Sixteen
Evelyn
Oh my God, a little eye shadow, shiny red lip stick, no bra under my TGIF uniform and I doubled my tips! I never broke $100 on a Monday night, never even came close. The hostess kept sending parties of four my way all night. All the other waitresses were so jealous of me, but I didn’t care. Let the guys look, at least I didn’t get stiffed on my tips and I was able to give the busboy a little extra. I’ve got to do something if I have any hope of paying back my hunky benefactor, Master Jeremy.
After the shift I didn’t feel like going back to an empty apartment alone, and I didn’t want to bug Jeremy, so I hung out at the bar. I let guys buy me drinks and flirted with them. I see now how difficult it is for men. They have these strong s****l desires and nine out of te
