Drag brunch

My mother owned a bar and grill and to pick up extra money started a drag brunch. I'd help in the kitchen. The "girls" who were the waitresses for the brunch would tease me about being shy and cute, about having a girlfriend... Before opening they'd tell me I'd look good as a server etc... We had 4 girls as waitresses and three that were the entertainment. They'd lip sync and dance through routines. One would MC and tell stories for the show. Two waitresses quit without notice leaving mom in a bind and she and the other "girls" begged me to help. I finally agreed and the girls pitched in with padding and costumes and makeup. Presto -change-o I was a drag waitress. I protested the next weekend when I had to do it again. The guys would tease, the women would touch. That week, mom found some replacements and I only got to work as a waitress one more time but by then I was having fun doing it. But I was too embarrassed to ask mom to let me continue and have to admit I enjoyed all of it. I pretended to be happy to go back to my old job in the kitchen. Ten years later, I still wish I was man enough to admit I loved being a "waitress".

16 days ago

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