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Facesitting Lesson
(Scarlett Steele)

Katie ran a smart and tight café though her methods for efficiency and success were less than traditional. She knew her assets and capitalized on what she had rather than working with blood and sweat. Single and in her early thirties, she knew what she wanted out of life and if it meant using her best assets, she'd use them. She didn't mind at all.



Managing a staff of eight, each member of the team respected her and knew her boundaries when it came to flirts and comments. She had a high threshold because she understood how much she got under the skin of the men who worked for her. The owner of the café told her on over one occasion if she wanted the highest respect she should respect her own body instead of showing it off with her ridiculously tight and revealing outfits.



"Unless you have complaints about how I appear, please let me do things my way. The café turns a big profit, and the employees stick around. That's a good measure of success, I believe," Katie told Mr. Hopkins, the owner of Sage Brush Café.



"Woo, for some reason I love bright blue today," Thom said as Katie walked by wearing her ultra-tight light blue colored capris. Mr. Hopkins lifted his brow and nodded. Katie smiled at the man.



"Focus on cleaning the tables, we have lunch rush in about fifteen minutes," Katie said to Thom.





Pulling on the apron, Katie helped Caleb with the grill. He grinned as he held the spatula ready to flip burgers. His eyes trailed down to her chest, the apron didn't hide her abundant cleavage billowing from the top of her low-cut white peasant blouse.