Sadly your reputation as a naughty foxy precedes you, and Charles is not buying your story about this being the hot pink kitty girl's fault. Calmly he smiles and says<strong>"Well this won't do. Our clients need their dessert."</strong>He clears his throat and turns to the girl<strong>"Shannon, be a dear and prepare the large cake tray."</strong>She snaps to attention and with an okie dokie scampers off into the back where lots of clattering of pans and tray could be heard.<br/><br/>With that done Charles turns to the naughty foxy.<strong>"As for you Felicia... well you are going to have to replace that cake."</strong>The sleazy manager walked up behind you to give you a taste of your own molestation. He grabbed the shoulders of your bunny suit and pulled the top down letting your perky tits out so he could twist and pull at the teats. After a thorough kneading of your foxy chest, he commanded you to bend over the table.<strong>"The customers asked for strawberry because red is their favorite. So lets get you nice and red for them dear."</strong>The blond pretty boy said with a grin.