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In the second part of this story I had been taken on as a maid by Kate at
Hooters.
I finished cleaning Dave and Mike's table when I noted Pete at the next
table.
As I went over to clean Pete's table I saw Mike go over to Kate. There
wasn't anything I could do about that now but I would try a different
tack with Pete. I was worried what would happen with Pete. I normally
sat with him and he looked like he recognised me.
"Don't I know you?" his eyes seemed to ask.
I decided I would pretend I was foreign and didn't understand much of
what he was saying if he spoke to me. I needn't have worried about
conversation. Whilst his eyes undressed me as much as the others, he was
looking down my dress one moment and up my dress the other, he said
nothing.
Previously I had thought that Pete always behaved like a "gentleman" but
when he managed to "accidentally" drop the menu, knock the table and
squeeze my arse in the process of pretending to stop the table from
falling over I realised that he was not the "gentleman" I had thought he
was. I never felt so humiliated.
I was too frightened of what might happen if I said anything to Pete - he
might recognise my voice! I did not see any point in saying anything to
Kate about what had just happened as I thought it would only get me into
further trouble.
So I quickly finished Pete's table and moved on to Bill and John's table.
I then saw to my horror that my best friend was talking to Kate. He
wouldn't normally do so and I could only assume that I was now two votes
into my first performance!
"Are you a performer too or are you just a maid?" Bill asked.
I tried to sound as feminine as possible and explained that I was a maid
and not one of the dancers. They didn't appear to notice that my voice
was in any way masculine. Maybe I should have been more confident about
my voice having not been noticed by Dave and Mike.
"I am going to tell Kate I want to see you dance. I am sure you are not
paid very well to clean the tables and could do with the extra money. I
am doing you a favour," said John.
I could not fault his logic I was not being paid well and could do with
the extra money and putting someone in a situation where they could make
extra money was doing them a favour except in this instance it involved
me having to strip which was bound to be humiliating.
"Thank you," I said, not wanting to make matters worse. I was now
becoming resigned to the fact that I was only two tables away from
getting up on that stage and all of my friends would be here to see my
humiliation.
You may recall earlier that there had been a few men working on a
building site who yelled, "Hey sexy!" and wolf-whistled at me. I now
realised that I was cleaning their table. "Look at that arse!" said one
of the buliders and I was not sure if he was looking at me or the girl on
the stage. At that point I realised that he was the builder who shouted
"Hey we could do with a maid on site. You could dust my broom!"
As I looked at him we made eye contact and he said "I bet you would look
good on stage too hey sexy?"
I blushed. Why? I don't know. Maybe it was because no-one had ever
called me "sexy" before. I watched as he went over to see Kate and I
looked for what expected to be my last table to clean.
Then I saw this new guy. I guess women would find him attractive. He
obviously worked out. Unlike most men you would see at the gym though he
wore glasses and I saw he had some novel on his table called "Katiba".
It turned out he was French. I found this out when he asked me if he
could meet me after I finished my shift. He had a strong French accent.
I said he was not my type.
He replied, "Why? Don't you find me beau?"
"Bow?" I asked.
"Yes, er beau, oh no! What is the word in inngleesh? Merde! Andsome?"
"And some? Oh! Handsome! No, you are very handsome..."
"And you are veeery beewtifool. I am a grreat lover," he said.
I had the feeling he thought I was playing hard to get and hoped that if
he wanted to sleep with me I might yet avoid performing.
I needed to pee.
I went towards the toilets.
"Just where do you think you are going Mylene?" Kate asked.
"I need to pee," I replied.
"That's the men's!" Kate replied.
I had instinctively headed towards the men's toilet as I had used it so
many times before. As Kate had said this I had realised how stupid I
would have looked, dressed as I was, going into the men's toilet.
"The ladies toilet is back stage." Said Kate.
"Thank you," I replied relieved that no-one else noticed my mistake.
I went to the ladies. This was my first experience of a ladies toilet
and I was surprised at how much cleaner it was than the men's. There was
a big mirror over the sink and a bin next to the toilet. I wasn't sure
what that was for but there seemed to be a certain amount of toilet paper
in it.
When I came out Kate was waiting for me.
"You are very popular tonight Mylene and I have decided it is time for
you to perform."
Lola had showed me how to really drag matters out but this was the first
time I had ever danced on stage, let alone in high heels. Kate helped me
to put on some black satin gloves that went up to my elbows and a black
feathery scarf that she said was called a "boa" and led me towards the
stage as it was dark.
I was reluctant to go on stage.
The compere then announced "By special request, here's Mylene."
I felt Kate push my arse and I tottered onto the stage.
The spotlight came on as did the music. It was a song called "Sweet
transvestite."
Great! So they were letting everyone in the bar know that I am a
transvestite! I felt completely humiliated, my cheeks must have been
bright red.
I danced as seductively as I could slowly taking off my gloves which I
threw out into the audience. Then I slowly unzipped my dress and let it
fall to the floor and I then kicked it off stage.
Just then the music stopped and I was left there on stage looking like a
woman in a bra, panties, a suspender belt, fishnet stockings, a boa and
stilettoes.
Then I heard Lola say "Imagine that Mylene was a man. If I had a guy on
stage this is what I would do to him..."
I felt my head being pushed forward as arms pulled my arms behind my back
and I was handcuffed. Then as I stood there with my legs spread-eagled
in a bowing position my bra was removed. I could see it on the floor
beneath me and that the straps were detachable which explained how had
got if off me without having to unhandcuff me.
"Look up," I heard Kate whisper fiercely.
As I did so I felt something being thrust up my arse. I realised quickly
afterwards from the movement that it was a vibrator. At this there was
loud applause and wolf whistles and I was allowed to stand up. I
realised that I had ejaculated as I had sperm dripping down my inside
legs.
I was then allowed to walk off stage with the vibrator still firmly stuck
up my arse but mercifully it had been turned off. My walk off stage was
unmistakably feminine due to the insertion of the vibrator which had
forced me to take tiny dainty steps.
Back stage Kate told me to clean myself up. She explained that Lola
would give me a good percentage of the money that had been collected from
my performance but I would need to use part of it to pay for the new bra,
panties, stockings and suspenders that I would now need to put on as I
needed a clean clothes and the men were refusing to return my bra and my
maid's uniform had got dirty from where it had landed.
Kate had however another uniform for me to wear and then I saw this pink
and black cheerleader's uniform with "Hooters" written across the front."
When I had stepped into the skirt and pulled the tee shirt over my head I
was told I needed to go back out and clean the tables and handed two pink
and black pompoms.
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