EXTRACT FOR
Untouchable
(Ginny Watson)

"Thanks for making this holiday the best ever!" Tony squinted up at her from where he was slumped in a straining plastic chair. It was his last night, and he was even more drunk than normal. They were always in a state at the end, most of the time they wanted to get rid of the balance of foreign currency, always considering that it wasn't worth changing back again, Pounds to Euros then back to Pounds, in their minds it didn't make sense, so on final nights Angie was always at her most tolerant and accessible. They drunk more, and tipped better, and most were filled with the devil, their hands wandering to regions only the closest of partners should ever touch, but to a man they worked on the theory of... if I make a complete fool of myself... at least I don't have to face her again tomorrow.

Tony closed one eye and concentrated hard as he beckoned her to come closer. "You've made this a very special holiday for me, so this is a small thank you." he managed to open both eyes long enough to give her a wink as he reached up to tuck a folded note between her full boobs, his fingertips lingering on the soft flesh a moment or two longer than considered decent. Angie grinned, she had seen the colour of the note as it slid between her breasts.

One hundred Euros, the folded cash had been beautifully green, I'll let you touch me for that Tony, and her smile widened as he called for another round, he was clearly not finished... and by the time he's ready to get carried home I'm sure he'll have forgotten he already tipped me. I guarantee Tony, I'm going to be extra kind and attentive tonight... I'll make sure you have a last night to remember, and feel free to touch me anywhere you want.

Angie scuttled from the terrace to the bar with the order. Does this make me some sort of prostitute? The question had begun to nag her. They were classed as tips, but she saw it in a different light. Like they think once they've given me some cash they have the right to touch me, and of course I don't stop them, the very fact that I don't react is giving encouragement. So these aren't tips, they are payments for access to my more intimate areas!

Don't be stupid Angie, she chastised, you have never slept with any of them, if they had ever tipped me then I jumped into the sack with them... then maybe that would be classed as prostitution, but not what I'm doing now! This is just harmless fun!

A hand shot out from a table as she passed and grabbed her ass. Angie giggled and turned, he was another regular, or as regular as it was possible to get when only in the resort for two weeks. "Cheeky!" she chuckled, "Give me two minutes babes... I'll be back to take your order!"

They could just call me she smiled inside as she reached the long bar and fired her order at over worked Paulito. But I guess grabbing ass to get attention is more fun for them. Manolo was right, if they behaved like this in a bar back home they would soon get arrested for indecent assault, so I guess I can't blame them for doing it here... where they can be pervs and get away with it!

She didn't know his name, most of the customers were just familiar faces, and she wasn't expected to know all of their names, she was just there to take their orders and giggle as they molested her.