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faster he moved his hand and the harder his strokes.
    His breath came faster, and then the muscles in the small of his back tightened and his balls drew up. Stroke, stroke, stroke and his release exploded, his cum spilling over his fingers. He rubbed and squeezed and pulled until the last drop was gone and he slid down to the floor of the shower, the spray hitting his body like a rain shower.
    Minutes passed before he got weakly to his feet and stood while he rinsed himself off. Then he turned off the water and stepped out, dragging a towel from the nearby rack. He dried himself off, the image of a naked Jessie still dancing in his brain, and realized his hand was a very poor substitute for the real thing.

Chapter Three
     
    Jessie filled a mug with fresh coffee and stood in the back of the kitchen, catching her breath. She had barely slept last night. Sleep had eluded her until she searched as thoroughly as possible for a letter from Delfina, but nothing turned up. By the time she got into bed, everything was whirling in her brain so fast she had trouble falling asleep.
    She was, however, determined to start out on the right foot here. She had decided to look at this as a real opportunity, one that came to her when her life was taking a nosedive. And maybe, just maybe, she might like it enough to stay here. She had arrived at the diner promptly at five o’clock, meeting Alton and Rona in the rear parking area. They both looked slightly shocked that she’d actually showed up at this ungodly hour, but she had to prove to them she was serious. As things stood in her life, she might not have another choice.
    Oh, she could always find a new apartment in Houston and look for another restaurant to hire her. But she’d be low man on the totem pole there again and good apartments she could afford were hard to come by. So, she put on a positive smile along with her makeup and started out on the first day of the rest of her life.
    “I’m not here to get in your way,” she told them as soon as they walked in. “I just want to get a feel for the place. Mr. Wohl tells me you all are the heart and soul of Delfina’s Diner.”
    Rona gave her a hard look. “Delfina was the heart and soul. She knew Fort Mavis and its people. We just did what she wanted.”
    Uh-oh. And I’m the interloper.
    She took a calming breath. Coming down heavy or being defensive was not going to help her. “I know I’m a stranger here, but I can tell already I’m going to love it.” I am not lying, am I? I will, won’t I? “ I hope all of you will help me so I don’t make any mistakes.”
    The two of them exchanged a look then turned back to her.
    “Fine,” Alton said. “Then we’d better get to work.”
    She wanted to get to the books. She’d seen a computer in the office the day before, obviously the one the spreadsheet came from, and she was itching to get to it. But watching her workers and assessing the flow of things was more important. So, for the first hour or so, she mostly stood around and watched, taking care not to get in anyone’s way. Alton, at least six-five with muscles on his muscles and a completely bald head, worked the stove and griddle like he was playing a violin. Rona took orders, stuck them on the wheel, filled coffee cups, and chatted up the customers, all while she kept everything moving with great efficiency. It was obvious they had an established rhythm and it worked well.
    As they got busier toward seven thirty, Jessie made herself useful washing dishes and cleaning utensils. Again, the two people looked at her in surprise, but she was sure she saw Alton trying to hide a smile. By eight, when the restaurant had filled up, she told Rona she’d help with the coffee and taking orders.
    “I don’t expect you to do everything,” she told the woman. “And I’m sure Delfina didn’t just sit around.”
    Rona nodded and said a clipped, “Thanks.”
    Jessie was about to carry a fresh carafe of coffee from the kitchen