We didn’t know what to do or say, we just called him a scary monster and he thought it was a game and would “ chase” us around the Burger Baron. There were cars honking and, cursing from outside. Then I wiggled my ass in his direction. It was intense. And it wasn’t about to get much better, but that’s enough stroke fodder for my reader for this chapter. Faith and I were in hysterics about our donkey dicked coworker. He was eager but still seemed a bit confused, so I led him behind some shelves where we held the spare unifroms and tossed them on the ground. I had no clue what a real job was or where to start looking whilst she knew every spot in the town that could be hiring high school girls, on the other hand I was raised to make a proper impression on the elite by dear old dad meanwhile Faith didn’t know when to stop swearing like a sailor. We were also to work the night shifts with our half witted night manager Jerome. “ It’s always scaring the pretty white ladies that want to see it”, Jerome blushed. He coughed a few times but sucked back, almost hogging it to himself.
