Duncan Cyrus, age 22, Pizza Delivery
Ever since I graduated I made it a personal mission of sorts to reinvent Friday evenings. When I was a child my parents would buy me a pizza or a hamburger meal, or nachos. Kinda like a reward for making it through the week. Also, I get to rent games and such. So I brought that back.
That night I decided to order a bacon and mushroom pizza. At first I was thinking Chinese. Get my usual General Tso's pork and shrimp. I had rented a couple of easy games to beat over the weekend. The type that are good for a quick stimulation fix. I had cleaned up my place and taken my shower before it got there.
I was waiting by playing video games and texting back my date for the next night when the door rang. I had yelled out to have him or her wait a second so I could get my money. I opened the door and she was an interesting sight. The obvious feature was that she was plump and shapely. It was still decently warm for the ending summer season. She wore the company polo shirt and it looked rather stained. She must've been cooking or handling the food. Just a couple of splotches here and there. It was tucked into her not-so-conservative shorts. They were black and if she bent low enough they would show cheeks. She even wore the company baseball cap.