Op, are you deleting the updates? Cos me I can't see any updates o.

bolajJP007:
Op, are you deleting the updates? Cos me I can't see any updates o.

You are right. Any time I update this story, it is deleted. The update is therefore suspended for now.

“Ok guys, what’ll you have?” The hostess/manager/now waitress asked smacking her gum.

“Well, I see a wedding ring, so I guess not you” I said, chuckling.

The waitress chuckled a bit, most likely at my stupid joke thinking it would help her tip.

“I’m sorry Ruth. That was a bad joke on my part. Don’t worry, the jokes are bad and get worse as time goes on. Helen, what would you like?” I said.

“Let me have a glass of orange juice, a water with no lemon, and the cobb salad with lite Ruffian dressing, please” Helen said still trying not to tear up

Then Ruth looked at me.

“I’ll have the man-breakfast, scrambled eggs, bacon, hash browns, pancakes with maple syrup, and a large glass of pineapple juice, if you have any, if not then apple juice with a large ice water also no lemon,” I directed to Ruth.

Ruth smiled, still smacking her gum and walked away.

I put my hands out on the table towards Helen, palms up. I was hoping she would reach out and put her hands in mine. But, alas, no.

“Helen, I do like you. I hope you know that. But, there is more to me than what you have seen so far. Can you understand that?” I asked quietly.

“I guess so. I thought we were going along so well, but then you went and bleeped Favor,” Helen said with a tone of anger.

“Helen, we’re not married. We’re not even dating, in fact this MADAM BEE’S PLACE would be our first date. I don’t know what happened between you and Favor for you to be so angry at me and upset with her.

Which makes me wonder why is it ok for me to Bleep Josephine and have sex with Madam Faith at her whim? How do you find that ok, but not Favor? I’m lost here. Please explain,” I answered back as gently as I could.

Nice one.

Josephine and have sex with Madam Faith at her whim? How do you find that ok, but not Favor? I’m lost here. Please explain,” I answered back as gently as I could.

There was a pregnant pause. Ruth arrived with our drinks and left again.

The silence was deafening. The college group got up, literally staggered to the cash register and began trying to put together enough money for the check.

“You’re some money short. Of course, plus my tip.” Ruth barked

I told Helen to be still, that I would be right back.

I got up and went over to the register. The college group was digging in their purses, pockets, opening their wallet us, looking everywhere for more money.

“Look, if you don’t have the money I’m going to have to call the Police.” Ruth barked at them again.

I walked up to the register and introduced myself. “Ruth, how much is their bill?”

“They’re short plus my tip” she replied icily

“Ruth, that’s not what I asked. How much is their total bill?” I asked again.

“Their check, ‘SIR’, is N7000.00.” Ruth said dripping the words with a tone.

“Fine, I’ll take care of their check plus your tip. Good enough?” I answered her with a sarcastic tone of my own.

I reached in my pocket and pulled out some N1000 bills I got from Mr. Balogun.

The young guys were stunned. They all asked me for my name and where could they send the money to me.

I gave them a generic business card from the escort company. I wrote my name on the back, thinking to myself that I will never see them again. But, I smiled and gave the card to a nice young lady who seemed to be sober enough to drive the group safely home. They asked, while Ruth was finishing the transaction, if I owned the escort company.

“Nope, I’m just the escort,” I replied smiling at them.

“No fuckin way” said one of the drunken guys.

Ruth put my change down on the counter. I picked up the change and walked away.

I walked back to the table where Helen and I were sitting. First thing I noticed was her smiling again. Well, that’s a step in the right direction, I thought to myself.

I sat down back on my side of the table.

“It’s nice to see you smile again. I was worried there for a few minutes,” I said to her.

Just then, Ruth showed up with our meal. She was so different now. She politely put our meals down on the table, offered ketchup, hot sauce, or more dressing for Helen’s salad. We declined them all, thanking her and she went back to one of the booths where she was rolling silverware.

We began eating. I looked at Helen wondering if I was going to have to carry this conversation on my own.

Nice.

Go on.

Go on.

Go on.

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[quote author=tonysunkan post=118687151] The story is amazing Next update please