Jon approached the other woman. "Do I look alright?" he asked.
"You look great, Jon," said the woman, kindly. She handed him his serving equipment. Jon seemed to understand on some level how he was supposed to do his job. As he was heading out, the woman touched him on his arm and said, "Jon, sweetie, I know it must be hard to be male in a job like this, but we all support you. We all know what its like to get felt up half the night and the pay doesn't always make up for it. Thanks for being such a sport about it." She kissed him lightly on the cheeck, patted him on the butt and sent him off.
Jon stopped off at his first table. Almost immediately, a hand snaked out and grabbed his cock. "What's a nice guy doing in a place like this?" came a question. Jon looked at his customer and saw...
