Since the job you did before didn't bring in enough money to support you, for now you are working as a waiter at a pub. Everything would be wonderful if you didn't have to dress like girl. Oh yes, your job also includes that.

As always you work the evening shift, going from table to table in a tight skirt serving drinks and snacks to customers. In front of the counter as you place some drinks on the tray, however, you feel a hand touch your shoulder. A tall man who looks strangely sober speaks to you; on his face a sweet smile and seem innocent about his hand touching your body.

"Excuse me, miss, can I exchange a... man-to-man chat with you?"