None of us sat around and watched everyone else work. The two drive-thru ladies that slid over and helped take care of the front counter, I handed them my business card as well and told them to give me a call and I would find a nice place in one of my companies for them. They both smiled and thanked me. After my discussion with the manager and the two ladies running the drive-thru, I went back to our table where Tina and Jill had finished their meal, but of course, I had not. I began eating the last two hamburgers and I noticed that most of my fries were already gone, which I was sure that Jill ate them which made me laugh a bit. I ate the two hamburgers, finished kissing my Coke and cleaned off our table before we headed japanese out to the car. None of us had received a text message nor a phone call from Dr. Ronda. When we got into the car, I pulled out that slip of paper that the manager gave me and dialed up the number. I asked to speak to the district manager and gave the person who answered the phone the district manager’s name that I was given. The person on the other end of the phone tells me that the district manager has gone home for the day and will return my call in a couple of days. I looked at the clock on Jill’s car and it told me that is was just after 3 pm, which made me wonder did something change in the restaurant business of sending General Managers and District Managers home mid-afternoon instead of after the dinner rush. I will say that this particular McDonald’s is a franchisee, but in my opinion, someone needs to get ahold of this district office before the unit is going out of business because no customers are happy with the service. I end the call to the district office by leaving my name and phone number with the understanding that I should be receiving a phone call no later than tomorrow, not in a couple of days. The person on the other end of the phone couldn’t assure me that I would be getting the return phone call in the time that I requested. As the three of us rode back to the hospital, we talked about how much restaurants have changed. One of the things that we discussed was how lazy restaurant employees have become and how many of the fast-food restaurants have instituted some sort of labor grid which only makes the employees run with less and less help. CHAPTER 3 When we got back to the hospital, Jill parked the car out in the general parking lot. We walked into the front door of the hospital and asked the guard what room they have put Dakota into. He tells me that she was put into 212. We thanked him and began walking towards the room that Dakota was supposed to be in. First, we had to take the elevator up to the second floor then we had to look for room 212. When we found room 212 our poor tiny Dakota was just sitting in her bed watching some daytime soap opera. I teased her saying that the daytime soaps will make her brain go numb, but she teased back telling me that working for me will do the same thing. Both Jill and Tina laughed loudly about that. Thankfully, there was no patient in the second bed of the room. We all pulled up chairs and sat around her. I held one hand and Tina held the other. Jill pulled her chair up by Dakota’s shoulder and began rubbing them to relieve the tension. Lesbian We talked for about an hour and a half at which time food service showed up with her dinner tray. They asked us if we would like to order a tray as well. I looked at everyone who all shook their heads NO! I thanked the foodservice person and declined the offer for a tray. I will say that Dakota’s tray didn’t look all that bad but having two personal chefs at the house makes you enjoy their cooking rather than what the hospital’s foodservice sends out to the patients. I looked at what Dakota got for her meal. She got the meatloaf, baby carrots, a small salad with ranch dressing in a cup, a roll, and iced tea and some orange jello. Dakota asked if she could have a cup of coffee, but before I could tell her no Tina had bounced out to the nurse’s station to get a cup of coffee. It only took a couple of minutes, but she returned with a small Styrofoam cup of coffee along with a creamer packet and a sugar packet and a stir stick. In an instant, my mouth was flooded with his semen. Feed me that hot jizz cream to my tummy. You don’t even sign-in at a registry desk or reserve a room. My shoulders tensed. The goddess had a new gag in her mouth. There was no resistance; she was all too ready. Her thin legs roll up to an equally thin kissing waist. “Unless you just want us to Lesbian castrate him,” said Melissa, a light glinting in her eyes. I loved her. Maybe being a Queen to that monster wouldn't be so bad after all? Dave never once used this forbidden spell to travel through time, I can assure you.” “We know you’re unable to see us The shift was very thin and clearly showed that her large breasts were naked under it the way they moved and jiggled, not to mention the fact that her nipples were very prominent under it. Instead, Brian leaned forward, shaking, obviously trying to cover the tent that was forming in his pants. japanese She was in her shorts and running singlet now and I noticed for the first time that morning that her figure was as slim and curvy as Tabatha’s. The same narrow waist.