Echo
A low buzz filled the restaurant, accompanied by the clink of silverware against bone china plates. Todd stood by at the end of the bar to survey the tables, but, more importantly, to watch the hostess and the doorway beyond. The hostess was a sight to behold with black slacks that outlined her hips and ass tight enough to show a gap between her thighs. Her loose blouse billowed around her body. He smirked when she turned to guide a guest. A long, V-shaped cut in the center of her...