“Gokitaku hajimete desu ka?” She wears white stockings and lace, a fantasy in the flesh. You nod and say something vaguely affirmative. The server bows. Her petticoat and frilly pinafore are immaculate. You see just a hint of her garter. The other servers stop what they are doing and bow toward you. “Okaerinasai-mase goshujin-sama!” You…