Bosom Bodies (Mina's Adventures) Read Free Page A

for work. What do you think?”
    “It doesn’t matter what I think. I can’t stay and keep you company, I have to go to a baptism, and if I’m late my wife will never forgive me. It’s her side of the family. Let’s get the tire.” Before opening the trunk he looked around as if to re assure himself it was a safe decision.
    Bosom Bodies was in a quiet, secluded part of Balboa, removed from the main drag where most of the tourist shops and eateries could be found. Mina thought of Bosom Bodies as an acquired taste that most customers weren’t anxious to brag about.
    “I’ll be fine Paco. Thanks a lot. I’ll see you tomorrow at the office and I promise to look the part.”
    He still seemed unconvinced , but after checking his watch, Paco got back in his car, and started the engine. He turned to wave and then hit the gas. A year as the president of a software company hadn’t changed him much . To Mina, he remained a gentle and caring man.
    At first, Mina walked around pretending deep interest in the architecture of the building, but after ten minutes on high heels and hard asphalt, she sat on the tire, hugging her knees to her chest and sending subliminal curses to the adult industry in general and to fans of Big Boobs in particular.
    A rumbling engine perked up her attention. Oh, no. It’s that annoying Diego. What’s he doing here? Where’s Barbara?
    He rolled up just inches from her pointed-toe shoes, stopped the bike by the gate and unlocked it. Mina stood while Diego still sat there on that big roaring thing. Dark sunglasses hid his eyes. He removed the helmet and placed it on the gas tank. “Well, if it isn’t the tire fairy. Did you find it under a pillow?” He grinned—a grin tinged with sarcasm.
    “Where is Barbara?” Mina refused to acknowledge his stupid remarks.
    “Sunday is her day off. I’m opening up,” another smile, “after I watch you change the tire.” He was still straddling the Harley by the open gate. Mina managed to get the tire upright and slowly rolled it into the fenced parking area where her car sat. She leaned the tire against the passenger door of the Bug, rubbed the dirt from her hands and walked toward the entrance. A few minutes later Diego unlocked the door. Neither of them spoke. She headed for the women’s bathroom while he disarmed the security. By the time she washed up and changed clothes, three other employees had arrived. She called Triple A for someone to come and change her tire before she realized she forgot to b ring the fake eyelashes. Oh well, the red wig and the padded bra would have to do.
    She recognized Lisa, the cashier, and one of the cute waitresses from the night before. Two other women were unfamiliar to her. Mina glanced into the kitchen to say hi to Angelina and maybe get something to eat. The toast she ate at noon left her with a growling stomach. No one was in the kitchen, not even Diego. Who would do the cooking?
    Minutes after five o’clock, men trickled in ; music blared from the hidden speakers. Sunday or not, it was business as usual at Bosom Bodies. Mina prayed no one sat at her station. She kept herself busy around the kitchen pass-through with an eye to the back door still wondering where everyone had disappeared.
    “Ginger, psst, Ginger.” Lisa motioned her to the back office.
    What was going on?
    “You calling me?”
    “Yes. Angelina hasn’t showed up. That’s unusual. She is always on time. Diego will be alone in the kitchen. Since you are the newbie, you may have to help him out.”
    “In the kitchen , ” Mina started to say, “ h elp that jerk?” but caught herself in time.
    “Yes. I’m sorry. I’ll make sure the girls split the tips with you.”
    “No, no, it’s not that. I don’t know a thing about cooking.”
    Lisa shrugged, “There isn’t much to learn about what we cook here.”
    Finally, something Mina could agree with.
    “Okay. Can I change back to my own clothes?” she asked. A noise came from the