Katelynn is one of my most favorite Co-Workers. She is such a beautiful young woman who has the looks of an angel.
Katelynn is a pencil thin blonde nineteen year old with a soft timid voice that is barely audible.
I don't think she weighs any less then ninety eight pounds, but definitely no more than one hundred one pounds. She is so timid and frail looking, one might feel they'd break her just by looking at her.
She is rail thin, and only has a small pair of mosquito bite sized tits.
When you talk to Katelynn you almost have to strain to hear her because her voice is so soft.
As with most of my Co-Workers, Every time Katelynn and I worked together I'd always mess around with her. I'd throw pieces of paper at her, point up to the ceiling and make her look at something that isn't there, and tell her jokes all the time.
In general, I was always flirting with her.
I don't think I'd ever have a chance in the world with her but I can say this.
Every time I would work with her and we'd be standing face to face talking to each other, I'd always see her eyes moving down to my crotch and quickly back up again as if she were 'sizing me up.'
I don't really know if that was what she was looking at, but there is nothing else that she could have been looking at.
It took me a long time to feel comfortable enough to talk dirty with Katelynn, and even after I started it was more like I was telling her a dirty story rather than directing anything toward her.
I knew that Katelynn was a church going girl, but I also knew that she wasn't completely innocent either. She told me about how her boyfriend worked at an adult video and novelty store, and she told me about how she'd go there and see him while he was working.
She never told me if her boyfriend ever bought her anything from there, but I know that if she was my girlfriend, and I worked there, I'd buy her something.
I recently told Katelynn about something that happened to me one day while I was at work.
There was two women in my line. The one woman I've seen in the store on a few occasions but she wasn't one of our regulars. The woman with her I assumed was her friend.
As they were in my line, I heard the Friend say something along the lines of;