Club.
It was after the event that happened in the afternoon in front of Tiffany's school, where Taeyeon took her friends and left her standing at the spot speechless.
Tiffany had changed into her work uniform, the tight outfit that outlines her body.
She was standing at a different spot today, in front of the long table where the baristas work. She was gonna get herself busy today by learning how to mix the juice and alcohol instead of sitting around and get molested by a certain someone.
The longer arrow on the clock hit on the number 6 , and it was 9, she knew in a few minutes, her pervert will be there. She was mad at her for taking her friends away, and at her friends, for not reply or call her back after all the calls and text messages she sent them. They completely ignored her for that rich brat. Have lived with them for a few years, she would never expect them to turn their backs on her, but today.
~Ugh freaking Taeyeon pervert!
The Deal
Club.
It was after the event that happened in the afternoon in front of Tiffany's school, where Taeyeon took her friends and left her standing at the spot speechless.
Tiffany had changed into her work uniform, the tight outfit that outlines her body.
She was standing at a different spot today, in front of the long table where the baristas work. She was gonna get herself busy today by learning how to mix the juice and alcohol instead of sitting around and get molested by a certain someone.
The longer arrow on the clock hit on the number 6 , and it was 9, she knew in a few minutes, her pervert will be there. She was mad at her for taking her friends away, and at her friends, for not reply or call her back after all the calls and text messages she sent them. They completely ignored her for that rich brat. Have lived with them for a few years, she would never expect them to turn their backs on her, but today.
~Ugh freaking Taeyeon pervert!
The Deal
Club.
It was after the event that happened in the afternoon in front of Tiffany's school, where Taeyeon took her friends and left her standing at the spot speechless.
Tiffany had changed into her work uniform, the tight outfit that outlines her body.
She was standing at a different spot today, in front of the long table where the baristas work. She was gonna get herself busy today by learning how to mix the juice and alcohol instead of sitting around and get molested by a certain someone.
The longer arrow on the clock hit on the number 6 , and it was 9, she knew in a few minutes, her pervert will be there. She was mad at her for taking her friends away, and at her friends, for not reply or call her back after all the calls and text messages she sent them. They completely ignored her for that rich brat. Have lived with them for a few years, she would never expect them to turn their backs on her, but today.
~Ugh freaking Taeyeon pervert!
She hit the glass table with her curled-in-ball fist, gaining much attention from the customers. She quickly apologized and made her way out the barista's area, not wanting to destroy more things whenever she thinks of Taeyeon. As she walked lifelessly to where she usually stood, her eyes then fixed to the direction in the corner, looking for her, but she wasn't there. Only her guy friends were seen with two co-waitresses.
~What if... What if she really took Yuri and Jess to- Omo!
She jumped up and ran to the locker room to get her phone and call them. But before she could, her manager came up to her and told her she has to go entertain some businessmen that were new to the club. She gulped down, but tried not to show her fear and followed the manager to a booth near the dance floor. She was warned that if she wants to keep to job from now on, she has to give 'services', sit with men and make them drink as much of their alcohol as they can. Tiffany, who was wondering what 'giving services' means in the first place, naively agreed.
Thanks to the event that happened yesterday, where she punched a guy and caused a ruckus, she was forced to do more work.
"Annyeonghaseyo..." She bowed at the old men in suits who were sitting back showing there beer-stomach even through the suits. Each other them had a girl snuggling next to to which she found really nasty because they look thrice the girls' ages. And hers too.
"Go sit next to the man in the grey suit, and remember what I told you." The manager whispered in her ears and pushed her to go forward.
As she walked passed them to go to the far end, where the guy was sitting, she had a feeling like they were drooling looking at her swaying butt and they actually were.
~Now is the time I need her and she's not here. Great.
Just as she about the sit down on the space in between two men, the guy she was assigned to sit next to moved himself and sat on her seat, which made her butt plopped right on his thigh. Her eyes widen as his hands roamed from her butt to her white smooth thighs.
"You are very smooth." He breathed out his stinky breath and grinned from the back.
"Please... Keep your hands to yourself..." She muttered under her breath, showing an uncomfortable expression which the guy didn't see.
He grinned again as he nibbled on her shoulder, down to her arms, while hands roaming on her thighs.
"Please stop."
"What? You want some tips?" He grinned toothily and shoved some bills in her shorts, then gave it a squeeze.
-"Where's she?" She asked as she leaned back on the sofa, legs crossed resting on the table.
"W-Who's she, ms. Kim?" He asked standing in a bowing position with his hands clasped on each other.
"The red head."
"A-ah! The red haired girl? I'll get you a red haired girl right now ms. Kim." He bowed.
"Tiffany." She said to him as he stood up. Making sure he knows which red haired girl to get.
Back at Tiffany, she was praying to God that this nasty old man would stop spreading his dirty saliva on her arms with his tongue. She was warned not to use her fists, or she'll get fired, she has to do what every waitress does in here, she's one after all. But the good thing is, after each minute, he would shove a bill in her shorts for being a good little girl. Staying still and pouring liquor for him. Then her manager brought another to the table and signaled her to get out of the booth
immediately. Luckily, the guy was half drunk, so he didn't really notice Tiffany leaving, when another girl sat in her spot right away as she got up.
"How much did he give you?" The manager had his arms crossed, scamming her body from the bottom to the top.
"N-Nothing... He didn't give me anything..." She lied.
~What? I have to give the money I earned to him too? Sorry but I earned it, not you.
"Hurry. And pull it out. Right. Now." He demanded her in a bossy voice.
She hung her head low and placed a hand in the of her shorts, actually, inside her underwear from the back, then pulled out 4 random bills, not knowing how much they were.
"Only this much?"
"That's all he gave me! I'm telling the truth!"
"Go to table 2. You have more work to do." He glared at her and walked passed her, putting the money in his pocket.
As soon as he left, Tiffany put her tongue out, showing a merong face before she walked to the placed she was assigned.
~He's more dumb than I thought.
Tiffany skipped happily to the table, seeing someone leaning back with a black millitary cap covering the person's face making Tiffany think the person was sleeping and legs on the table.
"Excuse me..."
"Took you 5 minutes to come huh?"
"Yahh! Pervert! Where did you take my friends to?!" Tiffany charged at the
person, who, none other was Taeyeon. She pushed Taeyeon down on her back and sat on her stomach.
"Woah there. I took them to dinner then to their dorm okay? Calm down."
"You didn't do anything funny?!"
"Nooo! I only wanna do funny things to you. Mhmmwuah." Taeyeon sat up and pecked on Tiffany's lips before hugging her.
"Sleep at my place tonight again?" She smiled at the girl on top of her and pecked on her arm.
"Ewwww. Did you just let a dog lick you or something? Your arm smells like...
Ughh!" Taeyeon wrinkled her nose and pushed Tiffany off her.
"Because... Because of the guy..." Tiffany looked away, feeling embarrassed. She felt nasty and dirty, thinking back at the old guy who shoved money in her back panties, licking every inch on her arms with his stinky mouth.
"Why'd you let him? He tipped you good?" Taeyeon pushed her teasing expression aside as she saw Tiffany faced the ground, her voice wasn't strong like before, her voice sounded hurt.
"I didn't have a choice. I needed that money."
"Well I can give you-"
"Taeyeon-ah, I know you're sticking to me like this just because I owned you money. I'll try to get that money as soon as possible , so you don't have to follow me anymore. In a month, I'll promise to get you that money." She said seriously while looking at Taeyeon. The other girl, for the first time, had a serious face to face conversation with Tiffany without and touching involved.
~So she thinks I'm after her because of that money?
"Well, fine by me. But until then. You'll have to be my girlfriend." Taeyeon smirked and moved closer to Tiffany. Snaking an arm around the girl's waist.
Tiffany kept silent. Was she not being really serious? Was Taeyeon joking? She didn't dislike Taeyeon anymore, but she didn't wanna be in a heartbreak after this.
Knowing what kind of person Taeyeon is, someone who just wanna have fun.
"You have no other choice, babe. You're my girlfriend now, let's go celebrate!"
Before Tiffany could talk, Taeyeon picked up the wine bottle on the table and pulled Tiffany with her, heading towards the back of the club.
-"Myungsoo oppa? Is my Taeyeon there?" A girly voice asked over the phone.
"Uhh... Umm.. N-noo? She haven't been... Here in a while." Myungsoo stuttered while giving silent cries and glares to Jonghyun sitting across him.
"Oppa you're lying to me?! I'm half way there right now." The girl said, horror were seen on Myungsoo's face. He threw the phone on the seat and panicked.
Hands pulling his own hair.
"She's dead, so dead. Kim Taeyeon you aRE DEAD! Yoona's gonna... I feel bad for the waitress if Yoona finds them."
"I saw them leaving to the back door. She's not gonna find them... Hope so."
Jonghyun looked scared as well and curled himself into a ball.
"Pray pray pray. Let's pray for them. Here, hold my hand."
The two ridiculous guys shut their eyes tight while holding hands, praying for Taeyeon not to get caught by the girl.
-"This... Is celebrating?" Tiffany asked in a unpleased voice as Taeyeon poured the wine on her left arm, then right arm. Washing both of them with the purple liquor.
"Because your arms are infected with dirty germs from that old fugly. That's why I have to wash you first before we celebrate. Ya' know?" Taeyeon flashed her a grin.
After Taeyeon successfully washed Tiffany's arms. She pulled her to the parking lot where she parked her white Soleil Anadi and pushed Tiffany inside as soon as the opened the door.
"Our celebration will be, you, and me, on my bed, doing stuff." Taeyeon smirked and started the engine.
"What?! You wanna die?"
"Hey hey, no violence involved in here, it's part of the packaged deal. Or you hand me the money right now." Taeyeon smirked again, then leaned to Tiffany's seat and gave her a small bite on her ear.
"Don't worry. I won't disappoint you."
Soleil Anadiiiii