I have spent the last three years going through different states. I would go in, get something to eat, and then leave through the back. I tried getting a job, but my clothes were rags and had holes going through the pants. Finally, I did get a job and I held it for a while. In fact, that brings me to the present. I have been working as a waitress at a truck stop right before you enter LA for the last three months. The pay was just barely minimum wage and the tips were poor. I kept the job for the free showers and there was a motel I could sneak in every now and then.

Today has been a slow business day. I walked inside from my cigarette break and got back to work. There was a plate of sausage, eggs and pancakes for table four. I picked it up along with a mug of coffee. As I walked to the table, I could see the back of a girl’s head. She had blonde hair and it was pretty. I could tell just from that, that she wasn’t a truck driver. I felt a hand reach up the back of my skirt and grip my ass. I turned and looked at him ready to pour the hot coffee over his head. I knew I would be fired if I did. As waitresses we were expected to accept that kind of behavior and do nothing about it. Instead, I smiled at the atrocious sight of a man and continued to table four.

When I arrived I looked at the girl who sat there. She was beautiful and about my age. Her hair was naturally blonde and her eyes were gorgeously blue. Her smile was warm and welcoming. “Hi, my name is Ashley and I will be your server tonight.” I said with a friendly attitude.

“Hi Ashley” she said equally as friendly, if not more. “Thank you” came a response as I placed her meal in front of her.

“Anytime, just say the word.” I replied. Bringing my arm back from placing a napkin on the table I accidentally knocked a fork off of the table. I bent down to pick it up. I could feel the blondes’ eyes following my cleavage. I looked up at her and smiled and winked. On my way back up, just as I was noticing her blush, I heard a whistle come from the man from earlier. I rolled my eyes and tried to ignore him the best I could but it was kind of hard considering rude comments soon followed. I smiled at the blonde. “I’ll get you a new fork.”