yeishia
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What is it with men and their whiskey? she thinks as in one fluid motion she rises to get him his drink and glides towards the well stocked bar.
"Do I make you nervous sweet Yeishia?" She closes her eyes for a second pleased he cannot see her blushing and moves to prepare him him his drink wondering if he preferred ice or room temperature. Serving it neat, but bringing a second glass filled with ice she returns to his side.
It takes all of her resolve not to kneel as she offers him his drink. Oh my... yeishia what is wrong with you today? Carefully keeping her hand steady she places his drink on the table beside him.
“Do you take Ice Sir?” Her insides are trembling as she resumes her seat.
“I am not nervous I am ……unused to talking with strangers” Her fingers are crossed behind her back as she lies through her perfect teeth, a half lie but a lie none the less.
"Do I make you nervous sweet Yeishia?" She closes her eyes for a second pleased he cannot see her blushing and moves to prepare him him his drink wondering if he preferred ice or room temperature. Serving it neat, but bringing a second glass filled with ice she returns to his side.
It takes all of her resolve not to kneel as she offers him his drink. Oh my... yeishia what is wrong with you today? Carefully keeping her hand steady she places his drink on the table beside him.
“Do you take Ice Sir?” Her insides are trembling as she resumes her seat.
“I am not nervous I am ……unused to talking with strangers” Her fingers are crossed behind her back as she lies through her perfect teeth, a half lie but a lie none the less.
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