Starfucks 2

Through the course of the day, the crewe came and went. They carried in several, long cardboard covered parcels. Most were obviously heavy, as the guys were straining a bit under the loads. Stephanie, the painter boss guided them into the enclosure, and closed it before curious eyes could see what was happening inside. Late in the afternoon, a muffled cheer went up, and the sounds of hand clapping could be heard.

"Alright, guys! Still have lots to do. But the big stuff? It's done.....Now, on to the little details."


DS
 
Ah, if you could only join us here, @Minxee ! It's going to be a balmy 🥵32C here next week.
Oooooh can I come there! I promise to wear very little clothing? Or no clothing if we aren’t in public… 😈

Through the course of the day, the crewe came and went. They carried in several, long cardboard covered parcels. Most were obviously heavy, as the guys were straining a bit under the loads. Stephanie, the painter boss guided them into the enclosure, and closed it before curious eyes could see what was happening inside. Late in the afternoon, a muffled cheer went up, and the sounds of hand clapping could be heard.

"Alright, guys! Still have lots to do. But the big stuff? It's done.....Now, on to the little details."


DS
Thank you! It’s going to look amazing!
*bounces up and down with excitement*
 
"Morning, fine folks! Crewe was working late last night, so pardon our mess. Clean up was little haphazrd."

The crewe looked a bit tired, but happy. They quickly fell to work, inside the tented area. Trash cans began rolling out, and into the alley, where they were emptied into a dump trailer.

Shortly, the tent came down, and revealed.

Canvas tarps.

Two covering both sides of the kitchen wall, and one over the counter area.....

What was seen was the gleaming new kitchen. Brushed stainless steel glowing softly in the light of the larger window, which instead of clear glass, was composed of translucent blocks.1657895989536.pngLight was let in but the alley was mercifully obscured from view.

"Mr. X, You want to call your people in? So they can see your vision?"

DS
 
"Morning, fine folks! Crewe was working late last night, so pardon our mess. Clean up was little haphazrd."

The crewe looked a bit tired, but happy. They quickly fell to work, inside the tented area. Trash cans began rolling out, and into the alley, where they were emptied into a dump trailer.

Shortly, the tent came down, and revealed.

Canvas tarps.

Two covering both sides of the kitchen wall, and one over the counter area.....

What was seen was the gleaming new kitchen. Brushed stainless steel glowing softly in the light of the larger window, which instead of clear glass, was composed of translucent blocks.View attachment 2161672Light was let in but the alley was mercifully obscured from view.

"Mr. X, You want to call your people in? So they can see your vision?"

DS
*looks over at the window*
ooooh its so pretty!

*runs into the kitchen and squeals*
I LOVE IT!!!! :heart::heart::heart:
 
Darksmith waited for the Starfucks staff to assemble. He nodded to the crewe. They placed ladders, scrambled up, and the wall tarps came down.

The wall that had previously separated the kitchen from the seating was transformed. Three large, wooden columns support the massive, dark wooden beam, beginning, middle and end. The beam runs the length of the wall. Below it, another wall, a little over a meter high,(4' for you Imperialists) framed in a window into the kitchen. Clear Plexiglas would shield patrons from any mishaps.

Heavy, metal hardware fastened everything together, but also concealed a few interesting bits. Like eye bolts spaced conveniently to keep wayward staff on their toes. They were not going to be noticed by customer, that was for certain.

"Mr. X? ******ee? Anja?"

DS
 
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Standing in the opening to the library, Dest, watched the reveals and she slipped her tea slowly. "It looks lovely DS, you should be proud." Turning she walks back into the library to hide in the stacks once more.
 
Mr. X nodded, but seemed tad unsure.

"Anything you do not like is easy to fix, at this point, Sir. Except for the beam & support timbers."

Mr. X grinned a little, seeming more pleased. He shook his head, wondering what other surprises might be store.

At a wave, the crewe walked over and whisked the canvas away. A large, thick, redwood slab counter dominated the space. At one end, three swivel stool were set, affixed to the floor.

"Mr X, this way." Darksmith guided him behind the counter. "Note and observe, Sir."
Smith squatted down, pointed under the counter. Six heavy iron staple were set under the edge. They are shoulder width apart. Smith stands, and steps back from the counter. Points to the floor. Inset are six flush floor rings matching the staples.

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"Easy attachment, and they can brace off the counter. And if they wiggle too much, you can use the floor rings."

Looking back at the beam, Mr. X notes that a pair of flush rings are also installed conveniently under the concealed eyebolts.

"Hmmm. Interesting. I will have get back to you, Smith. See how it all works. But, on first blush, it looks good."

Satisfied, Smith asks for a tea, to go, and ushers his crewe out of Starfucks.

DS
 
Anja surveys the counter from slightly behind Mr. X. She sees she has plenty of space for register, and her coffee machine. Two and a half bare meters of counter lay beyond. Over half a meter of counter lay between her and the other side.

Spying the iron hasps and the stool opposite, she imagines herself shackled. Laying naked atop the counter. A living entree.

A second image pops into her head. And she has to stifle a giggling fit. Mr. X, naked and manacled hand & foot. Standing, hands braced against the sturdy wood, ass presented nicely. And yelling threats and dire consequences on the heads of the people responsible..

Snickering to herself,she makes a coffee. ☕

DS
 
Darksmith waited for the Starfucks staff to assemble. He nodded to the crewe. They placed ladders, scrambled up, and the wall tarps came down.

The wall that had previously separated the kitchen from the seating was transformed. Three large, wooden columns support the massive, dark wooden beam, beginning, middle and end. The beam runs the length of the wall. Below it, another wall, a little over a meter high,(4' for you Imperialists) framed in a window into the kitchen. Clear Plexiglas would shield patrons from any mishaps.

Heavy, metal hardware fastened everything together, but also concealed a few interesting bits. Like eye bolts spaced conveniently to keep wayward staff on their toes. They were not go to be noticed by customer, that was for certain.

"Mr. X? ******ee? Anja?"

DS
“This is amazing!!!”
Looks out off the kitchen window.
“Now I can see what’s happening and not feel like I am missing out on anything. Is there anything I need to know that’s special about the kitchen or can I start using it?!?”
 
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DarkSmith! ...you've excelled yourself! ...will definitely be using you for some ideas I have for this place and especially the basement!
Don't worry! Don't worry!😳 ...I'll make sure the Hendersons are not around!

And Minxee! ...I think you got the balance right between Kinky form and functionality! ...I may have to spend more time in the kitchen 😈 ...and when you tell people that you were chained to a hot stove - you won't be lying! 🤣

...and I know Anja would love being shackled to that counter top and not being able to stop customers 'helping themselves' from the 'Anja Buffet' 😃
 
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