I was working as a security guard in Alaska at a place called Denali National Park, with a property management company during the summer months. In Alaska, the warmest time of the year is May through September. Short as it is, it can get fairly warm. Usually when people come to Alaska to work, they try to bring their girlfriend or boyfriend with them. Most though, come up as singles looking for someone to spend the summer with.(Which was the case with me.) A month had already gone by before I finally met the woman with which I would spend my summer. And I didn't even realize it until later on that fateful day.
It was unusually hot that morning in June. The weatherman is calling for temperatures in the mid to upper 80's, so I decide to wear my short sleeve, "polyester," hot as hell shirt, rather than my hotter than hell long sleeve one. The cotton t-shirt and underwear did nothing for the heat because of the polyester pants. My assignments for the day included taking one of the people from an area that we called "The Vault," around to the different properties to collect and distribute monies for the day. Since it was Wednesday, I expected to be taking an older gentleman named Rick, but as things have a tendency to do, things changed on me at the last minute. When the "Vault" people came out of the building, it was the supervisor Kathy, and a new hire wearing a cute sundress, by the name of Susan.
Susan is a heavy set, but not obese woman that stands 5'3," with shoulder length blonde hair, hazel eyes, exquisite 38DD breasts, and an ass that won't quit, all set in alabaster skin. Some have mistaken her sexuality by saying that she looks a little "butch," but that didn't bother me in the least. I politely said "hello" to Kathy, and inquired about the lady with her. "This is Susan." was her short reply. I said hello to her as well, and introduced myself. Being as much of a gentleman as I could, I opened the door for both Kathy and Susan through most of the route, minor chit-chat occupying most of our time. Susan made mention that she had been here before, so I dispensed with the regular speech about the park and it's denizens. "I'm not worried about the animals in the park." said Susan. "Oh?" I said. "Then which ones are you worried about?" With a cat got the mouse grin she replied, "The ones that come out on payday."
"That's what David's here for Susan." said Kathy. "To make sure that we stay safe."
"Hmmmm." Susan said, as if to no one else but her companion. "I've always wanted my own 'Whipping Boy.'"
"Careful, I might actually enjoy that. I haven't had any attention lately and talking like this might get me excited." was my final retort. The rest of the trip was spent with Kathy going on about what has changed since the last time Susan was here. Our last stop brought to a close the "Morning Run" and back at the building the held "The Vault." I escort the ladies inside, and bid that they have a good day. I then went back to my regular morning routine of safety checks, unlocking rooms of employees who forgot their keys, filling out and following up on last nights reports.
Lunchtime couldn't have come soon enough for me, because I had skipped breakfast that morning. I got my tray and the days lunch "special" and sat down at the nearest table I could find. A few minutes later, Susan and Kathy walk into the dining hall. Kathy is saying something about one of the waitresses at another property that I patrol. I ask them if they would like to join me. Kathy politely said no, and Susan (thankfully) said, "Why not. You didn't bite me this morning, so I don't see any problem now." When she made it back to my table, I had almost finished my lunch. I apologized for this, and informed her that I only have a limited time before I usually get interrupted. She laughed and said that she understood. We talked for a bit longer, then just like clockwork, I got a call on the radio from human resources about a fired employee raising a ruckus. I quickly said my good byes, and went to see what was the matter.