Katka had now started to dress so provocatively that I sometimes felt quite ashamed when she kept on going into the pub, and it was just so outrageous the way she flaunted her body. Then one night Lorna had to go somewhere, and as it was a Friday night, and Friday nights being busy, it was decided that Richard would do the bar as usual, but the little cowboy would do the diningroom, where he was away from the booze, or so Lorna thought.
Katka as usual had to assist me, and when she arrived the poor little cowboy alomost had an apoplexy, as she was dressed in a pair of jeans so low cut that half of her cheeks were hanging out, but to make it even worse, she was wearing a full g-sting, the string going up to her waist where it joined the piece of frilly elastic.
When Richard, who had been on duty all afternoon came into the kitchen and saw this apparition he almost had a kingsize fit, and called her outside, and peeping through the window I saw him giving her a scold, and looking at her clothes with angry eyes. He was not a happy chappy, but I could see that she was not in any way upset by his tirade, just looked at him with defiance, and I could see trouble brewing.
If the bally girl would just have stayed in the kitchen where she should have been it wouldn't have been to bad, that is if the little cowboy did not pass out from pure lust, his eyes rolling dangerously every time she came into his sight.
First she tried the bar, where the local men were having a drink before going home, and I saw the poor cowboy almost having a fit on seeing her arranging the glasses on the rack, in full view of the men, whose eyes were all popping out a few inches. I called the girl, as I needed clean stuff, and she came back with her bottom lip almost on the ground, giving me a very dirty glare, and a very sexy smile to the little cowboy, who was now not looking very lusty anymore.
Then Richard came in, and between him and Neill they had a go at her, and the cowboy told her that he forbade her to leave the kitchen again, as I needed all the help I could get, the diningroom extremely busy!
I finished the next meal, and rang the bell for the little cowboy, but Katka had had enough of procrastinating in the kitchen with nobody but me to admire her attire, and she grabbed the plates, just as Neill came through the door, and almost sprinted down the corridor, making for the diningroom while the poor cowboy gave a strangled cry and set of after her at full throttle, yelling for her to stop.
She was not to be stopped, and what happened in the diningroom I never found out, but the little cowboy came back scowling, while Katka came back looking very defiant.. Knowing his sharp tongue, I think he must have crushed the poor girl, but I was oh, so wrong, as a little while later when the little cowboy was outside on a smokebreak, the bell from the diningroom beckoned, and this girl
saw her chance, and set off again.This time the little cowboy was stupefied, as what Katka was doing was so terribly disrespectful that it just blew my mind, and I think his too!I found it in my heart to be sorry for him!