Still, what they're paying me for is to get them from 'here' to 'there' with as little fuss and trouble as possible, so I put my eyeballs back in their sockets and get behind the wheel. The mother tells me where they're going, and I get us rolling.
As I'm driving, I can't help but use the rearview mirror to look back at the two of them; the streetlights are putting enough light back there that I don't have any trouble checking both of them out. "Mom" is a leggy redhead with a pretty face and nice build; the younger of the two is also a redhead, and simply a flat-out babe: cute face, medium-sized bust, legs that go from here to there, and what looks like will turn out to be a small, tight little ass. I can tell because she keeps turning to rest on one hip or the other. While there's any chance of them looking at me, I'm all polite and formal and helpful, just like usual. But when they can't see, I'm eyeballing them as much as I can.
I'm a little disappointed when we finally get to our destination – at least, until I realize that I'll get a chance to look the two of them over again when they get out, and watch them as they walk away. I get the door of my cab open for them, and get the chance to look them over again as they get out; when both of them are standing, I let them know where I'll be, and that I'll be watching for them to come out. "Mom" tells me that's fine, and that she doesn't think they'll be inside for too long – they're just checking the place out without any expectation of staying. I give her my best "Yes, Ma'am", and watch as the two of them walk away. The daughter's ass is easily as fantastic as I figured it would be, but the mothers is damn near as nice to watch.
When they're out of sight, I get back in my cab and find a spot to park where I can watch the door of the place. I've got a little radio that I can listen to so I don't get too bored; one thing you learn real quick driving cabs is how to wait without falling asleep.
It's maybe half an hour before I see the two of them coming out the door. I flash my headlights so they can see where I am, and get over to where they are so I can help them in again. Once I'm back behind the wheel, "Mom" tells me where the next stop is. As I'm getting us there, I keep looking into the back every so often; I realize that I had probably estimated their ages a bit high – in good light, the younger looks sixteen, maybe seventeen. For the mother, I revise her age down by a good five years, with an option of a couple more.
When we get to the second place, the lighting is a lot better, and I get a real good look at the two of them – and promptly start having fantasies involving them, me, and a gallon of Wesson oil…
Even as my mind is writing a script for a porno movie involving me and them, the front part of my brain is taking care of business. Once they're inside, it's back in the cab for me.
The third place they decide to go, they're inside for quite some time; when they finally do come out it's coming up on midnight. I see that there's a guy with them – except that from the way they're acting, I don't think he's all that welcome. I make sure and get over to where they are a little faster, get out, and open the cab door for them. They get in real quick, and after a second, the guy starts to follow them. I get in his way and say "Sorry, sir, but my deal is just for the ladies, tonight" while I close the door. I quickly get around to the drivers side, and after I open the door, tell him "Perhaps you could join the ladies at their next stop…"
He's visibly drunk, so I've got time to get behind the wheel and get us moving before he can get his wits together enough to say anything. I was out of the parking lot and heading down the street when "Mom" tells me "Thank you; that was very nicely done. He's a friend-of-a-friend, and not someone that I would normally want to associate with. I tried to get rid of him, but he simply wouldn't take 'no' for an answer. But how did you know he wasn't welcome?"
I see her watching me in the mirror and answer "Ma'am, I've been driving cabs for a bunch of years now, and I've learned how to watch for things that might turn into problems. When you came out, the way you were walking and standing told me that you weren't… comfortable with him. Then when I pulled up, it looked like both of you were more than a little relieved to see me. When I stopped him from getting in, and you didn't tell me it was okay, I figured I'd read the situation right. If he knows where else you planned to go tonight, I'm thinking you might not want to go to those places."
She gives me a smile and says "I didn't tell him anything, but he might still be sober enough to think of the few places where I might go. I'm not quite ready to head back yet, though. Perhaps you could suggest a place that wouldn't mind having us? Just for an hour or two?"
I let her see me smile and answer "Ma'am, I expect you'd be welcome additions just about anyplace. If you're open to meeting some new people, and just looking to have a few drinks and have some fun, I know that the regulars in the place I usually go to for a drink or two would be glad to have you. Or I can just take you to one of the other places I know are having big parties tonight – it's up to you."
I see her smile back at me, and she says "If you're willing to vouch for the place and people, I think I could do a lot worse than your suggestion."
I nod my head, and get us headed that direction. When we get to the Shot Glass, I stop in front of the place – but before I can get out, the woman tells me "I don't think there's any need for you to wait outside, unless you want to. After your help back there, I feel like I owe you at LEAST a drink; and I think I can trust you to limit yourself to just the one."
I think it over for a couple of seconds, and figure it couldn't hurt. I tell her that if the two of them want to wait outside, I'll get parked and escort them in. She agrees, and before I can do it for her, opens the door and gets out, with the kid right behind her. Once she shuts the cab door, I hustle to find a parking spot and get back to them. When the three of us get inside, it's kind of like a scaled-down version of those scenes in the old TV program 'Cheers', when Norm shows up – except that instead of everyone calling out "Norm!", I've only got 3 or 4 welcoming me with "Jim!"
A couple of the barmaids come over to give me a hug and say they're glad I could stop by on Halloween; I start to introduce them to my fares, when the mother does it for me, so I learn that she's Helen Folks and the youngster is her daughter, Sarah. The barmaids, Alicia and Peggy, ask if I'm there to help them close the place, and I tell them that I still have to work so as to not let on that Helen and Sarah are actually my fares. Both girls look disappointed, but when I tell them that I figure I can stick around at least long enough to have ONE, they cheer up. Since they already know what I drink, Alicia asks Helen and Sarah what they want before she heads for the bar; Peggy says she'll fix us up with a table – something I didn't expect would actually happen.