Rita Runs Me Ragged
The slim foreign waitress gives me a naked workoutIt was a fairly small hotel. Don't ask me how many rooms; all I know is how many waitresses and housemaids: enough to keep a young man amused. In summer there was an influx of girls from catering colleges and a few who just came to the area on spec, to see if there were any jobs. In winter it was just a hard core of locals and a few who had stayed on after the season ended. Rita was one of those. She was Latvian, with fai...