Page 10 of Spies Like Us

“Okay, will do.” I leave him and hurry after the girl. I find her heading down the corridor of the toilets, but instead of going into one, I find her in the staff area out back. Her locker is open, and she’s scratching around in her handbag.

“Phew, it’s been so busy. Is it always like this?” I lean against the locker next to her, startling her.

“Oh, Mac, I didn’t see you there,” she says, shaking her head and then continuing to dig around in her bag. “Yeah, sometimes it’s even busier.” She pulls out what I’m assuming is a joint and smiles sheepishly.

“Just going to head out and have a smoke.”

“Mind if I come?” I ask, and she shrugs.

“Be my guest. Smoking is always better with friends.”

We head out the back door after she shoves her bag in the locker. She quickly lights up and takes a long drag, holding it in before blowing out the pungent smoke. I struggle not to wrinkle my nose. Weed always smells so gross.

She takes another drag before holding it out for me. “Here, take a hit. It’s always easier when you’re a little high.”

“Yeah, my feet are killing me, but the tips have totally been worth it. I’ve made bank.”

She chuckles. “You have to give Anders his cut, since he’s been pouring your drinks all night, but yeah, they do tip well here.”

“I’m saving for college, and every bit helps,” I tell her, holding my lungful of smoke before blowing it out.

She eyes me carefully as I take another drag, running her eyes up and down my body.

“You know if you want to make some extra cash, you may be able to. How do you feel about topless waitressing?”

“They do that here?” I ask, going for wide-eyed but interested.

She shakes her head. “No, not here, but I can make a suggestion to Matthew next time he needs one.”

“Yeah, that would be great. Like I said, I’ll take every extra bit of cash I can.”

Sam nods. “Yeah, Meri and I feel that way too, and we’re not particularly fussy about how we earn it. There’s a chance to make a lot if you really want, but it means doing things that society says is wrong.” She tries to sound mysterious, not giving me too much information.

“Oh?” I ask, trying to sound interested but not too fascinated, but this is the first conversation or hint at the sex club so far.

She smiles brightly and takes the joint back from me. “Yeah, you know what? I talk too much. See how you do, and if Matthew likes you, he might tell you more.”

“Is it illegal?” I ask quietly, looking around like I’m trying to be sneaky. “Because I’ve done illegal. I’ve had to do some things I’m not proud of to get by.”

She smiles gently. “Haven’t we all? Hey, can you run back in and swap with Meri? She needs a hit of this too.”

“Yeah, okay, no probs. I’ll send Meri out.” I wave goodbye and head back in, the mellow feeling of the marijuana hitting me as I return to the bar.

“Meri, Sam needs you for a moment. I’ll cover you,” I tell her sliding into her spot behind the bar with Keith.

“Are you sure?” She looks from me to Keith, biting her lip, but I wave her off.

“Yeah, sure, how hard can it be? I can pop tops on bottles and mix spirits. I’ll ask Keith or Anders for any of the fancy things.”

“That would be great, thanks.” She smiles gratefully and hurries in the direction I came from.

“Hey there, girlie. How’s your night been?” Keith smiles at me, his eyes locked onto my tits as he rings up someone’s order. “It’s nice to have a new pretty face to look at.”

“Not sure it’s my face you’re looking at, Keith,” I joke, and he chuckles as he hands the change to his customer.

“Well, can you blame me? You’ve got a mighty perky pair of tits.” He sidles close to me and leans in to whisper in my ear. “I wish I’d been on the day you came in to apply. I bet you looked pretty on your knees, and I bet you suck cock like a pro.”

I force myself to blush and look away from him like I’m embarrassed. “I really needed this job,” I mutter, and he pats me on the ass, copping a handful of cheek to squeeze. He backs me up against the bar and presses his body against mine so I can feel how hard my tits have made him.

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