Ann carefully picked her seat. She wanted to give the boys outside a good view. There was a stool at the counter that would enable her to tease them, and she sat down on it. Facing forward gave the boys at the window a view of her profile, but,by swiveling on the stool, she could show them her front or back. An older man waited on her, and as she gave him her order, she could feel the man's gaze caressing her tits.. He went to call her order through the opening that lead to the kitchen, then leaned on the sink behind the counter; and continued to stare at her. She appreciated his interest, but it was the young meat outside that she concentrated on. Rotating towards them, she crossed her legs. Her skirt fell up towards her waist, uncovering more of her milky thighs. She knew that if the boys were closer, they would be able to see the few pussy hairs that were sticking out from under her skirt. They would also be able to smell the odor of her twat juice, just as she could smell it.

Every once in a while, she would look at them through the window. She wanted to make sure that they were still there, and she wanted to let them know that she was aware of them and their interest in her. They seemed to be huddling together as if they were discussing something. Then they lined up at the window again, but two of them came into the restaurant. She figured that they probably had chosen two guys as a delegation to approach her.

As the two walked right over to her, she knew she had guessed correctly. They sat on either side of her. One of them was very tall, slim and dark. He wore his hair long, and it fell straight to his shoulders. The other was shorter than average, but also thin. He had an especially handsome face, and Ann was immediately attracted to both of them. She guessed that they were between fourteen and sixteen, and they probably were; Ann had become an expert at estimating young boys' ages.