It was easier than I thought, punching on those numbers and counting the money or keying in those credit cards. My feet were sore though because I had to remain standing the whole afternoon.
Finally, it was closing time and the café was empty of customers. Only the crew were left cleaning up and preparing for the next day.
I sat down with a heavy sigh and rolled my head around my neck. My nape and feet were numb, but I was thankful I had a job that would provide for me until I find my proper niche.
“Good work, Al. See you tomorrow.” Olga called out.
I changed and went out into the cool, fresh air of the evening. It felt good to be working again. But I missed Katy’s yelling voice whenever she called for me and . . . my c**k throbbed in remembrance of the sensual pleasures Katy’s mouth p
