copyrighted: childish insanity productions 3/2/02
It was one of those days where you wish you were at home in your comfy bed watching your big screen TV. But not this guy, he is stuck in a no name bed & bath store taking inventory on sheets and those little fluff spongy things. He is Zak, an 18 yr old part time worker; he is about 6ft even at 170 lbs, short brown hair, and sky-blue eyes hidden behind some doctor order sunglasses. His fashion today wasn't important, basic jeans and t-shirt combo. He was the only one is this huge empty store, the only sounds he heard was the low incoherent mumbling about long inventory nights and the hard rain hitting the roof above him.
"I'm so going to kill my manager..." his voice seems to trail off as he checks off some king sized mattresses on his little sheet. He heads towards the front of the store to check on the little free sample bottles of soap, and now a new sound was heard a combo of knocking/whining; this caught his attention, so he looks up at the front door and sees a soaking wet 18-year-old catholic school girl pounding away on the door. So he opens it, "Look we are closed go away" he says.., she quickly replies in a soft pillow like sweet as sugar voice "Can you please let me in my ride is really late and its raining hard out here..?" He waves his hand so let her in and recluses locking the door, "There are towels over in aisle 3 if you need to dry off..." his voice trails off again as he returns to his work...
Well Zak heads towards isle 3 to check on the girl he let in...His jaw drops and eyes wide and the only sound that can be heard is his pad dropping onto floor. All because this girl had her white shirt off and was drying her firm breasts with a towel oblivious to her onlooker. A soft moan escapes those ruby red lips as the rough towel runs over her cherry sized erect nipple. So our young worker dives over in isle and lets out a loud cough to signal that he his close, and the young girl quickly puts her soaked shirt back on. Zak strolls back over into isle 3, "I'm sorry but I didn't want to come over and see something that was wrong, I'm Zak...." He nods slowly looking up into the young girls eyes, "I'm Amanda a pleasure to meet you...." Her voice just as soft as when she just came in. Amanda stood about 5ft 4in, most of that is her long slender legs; which are even more shown off by the plaid pleated skirt. On top was that soaked white shirt that clung to and gave a nice view of those cherry sized perky nipples on top of those 34C perfectly shaped breasts. Her face was flawless while her deep amber colored eyes shines some what and some of her auburn colored locks just sticking to the side of her face, the rest of her hair tired back into a pony tail.
"Thanks again for letting me in earlier" her voice shudders some as she quickly moves and pushes her face into his chest and her arms around her waist; tears flowing down that perfect face and staining into Zak shirt. Not knowing what else to do Zak runs a hand through her hair and places both hands on her back, "Ssh calm down whatever is wrong can't be so bad...." his voice trying to calm and relax the teary eyed young girl; she looks up eyes full of tears sadness flowing out along with her voice"I got ditched by my date tonight and I saw him driving in his car with another woman..." her voice cuts off and her head is back into his chest as she keeps on crying. "Then he must be very stupid to leave such a cute girl as you..." he says lifting her head off his chest looking down at her giving her a warm comforting smile," You'll find someone who is not an asshole soon enough, so please stop crying..?" Amanda sniffs hard and wipes her tears away, "Thank you a lot, you're really sweet..." her voice trails off as she stands up on her tippy toes to kiss his chin, then a quick kiss to his neck and she finally resettles her feet to the ground.