Neighborhood Restaurant Surprise - Kimi

I - The Meeting

In the neighborhood restaurant I frequented weeknights after work, I had developed a friendly relationship with several of the college kids who worked as servers. Always having been attracted to the most feminine and petite of girls, dark, almond shaped eyes being a super plus, I was very pleased when Crystal introduced Kimi, a trainee who was working her first shift.
Crystal was likely around 20 and cute as can be with a warm smile and the most welcome habit of touching me on the shoulder when talking with me at my table. And, even with her trainee working in her shadow, she was relaxed and flirtatious as always. Kimi just stood behind and blushed with an innocent shyness while we visited.

These girls knew well that a forty year old business owner could afford to tip well when given extra care. But frankly, there was more sincerity in the staffs’ friendliness than calculating behavior. Most of these girls were smart, from small towns in the area and had to work hard to afford college. They weren’t hardened and cynical, or spoiled, as many of the city girls were who came to town to university.
Kimi was obviously a bit different from the other girls in that she was clearly Asian and from the limited words she spoke, I could tell she was not reared in the U.S. but must have come from overseas to attend school. She couldn’t have been more like the fantasy girl I’ve long held secretly in my mind. Barely over five feet tall, if that, with long black hair, smooth olive complexion, thin build, and pretty face. My immediate guess was that she was from the Philippines and that turned out to be correct, making a great conversation starter at our first meeting.

Crystal treated me well as her customer but I wanted to have an opportunity to talk with Kimi alone. Nothing with Crystal or the current had ever gone beyond innocent flirtation and friendship but in past years I had taken several of the girls as no-strings-attached young lovers.