It was an extremely busy Friday night at the Last Stop. Trevor was in training to become a shift leader and had been closing the bar the last six nights in a row. He was working with his boss tonight in an effort to show him he could handle the business and that he was ready to run shifts by himself. As he was finishing up with his deposit and closing paperwork he let out a big and boisterous yawn. Paul, his boss, who was standing in the office doorway asked, "Are you gonna make it?"
"Yeah, just a long week, and tonight was a killer. Just a bit stressed, I really want this promotion" Trevor replied. He was in the last week of his training period and had really been putting the "extra mile" so to speak. He had been working there since he was eighteen, started as a dishwasher and kept his head down. Trevor has always been a quiet young man, always shy around girls and less than popular in high school. He had never even been on date until his best friend, Dave, planned a double date, then begged Trevor to go and be his wing-man. He was grateful because he knew he would never have the courage to ask a girl out on his own. It's been three years since that date, Dave has had several new partners but Trevor, well Trevor has not. In fact he was still dating Jenny, the girl from the date, and to say they were dating was a stretch. More so friends that occasionally went out. Jenny was an average looking young women, she had a really nice body, a shapely bottom and tits proportionate to her body. Her downside was her facial features. She wore dark framed "nerd" glasses, shoulder length, unstyled hair, and it was a shame her parents couldn't afford braces. On the same hand however, Trevor too was at best, average. He was tall and skinny, he had a bit of a skater cut do and dirty blonde hair. His friends said he was a bug eyed skeleton. He decided when he turned twenty one that he had to up his game, get a better job, work on his physique and most importantly, get laid! Since working hard towards a promotion at work was the most attainable of his goals, that's where he decided to start.
"Don't stress to hard Tre, you're a natural. You're gonna do great. I already talked to John," the owner of the Last Stop,"told him you're ready. He agrees and will be down Monday to make it official." Trevor s eyes lit up at the news, he didn't say anything, but he was all smiles. "Tell you what, since you're part of the management staff now, why don't you come over to place tonight to celebrate? Ron and Jimmy are coming over anyways to play some poker, might as well make it a party, what do ya say?" Paul moved around the back of Trevor s chair and squeezed his shoulders, "Take some time to destress and unwind, who knows, maybe even have a little fun."
Knowing it was too late to try and hook up with Jenny, he agreed. Paul looked extremely pleased, smiled and lightly chuckled under his breath, "Well, lets wrap this up and get goin."
"Sounds good boss," Trevor smiled, "let's go."
Trevor foll wed Paul to his house, he noticed Jimmys car already parked outside but he wasn't in it. After he parked, he asked Paul as they were walking towards the door, "Where is Jimmy?"
"Oh, he and my roomy, Jake are friends. He's been here a bit already."
They entered Paul s apartment, a decent sized place, they cut through the family room into the kitchen where the boys were sitting. "Paul!" Jimmy shouted, "Er, um and Trevor? What are you doing here?"
"He's here to celebrate," Paul answered for him.
"Celebrating what?" Jimmy asked.
"His promotion, he's your new boss." Paul laughed as he looked at Jimmy with I'm giving you shit eyes.
"Well, well." Jimmy humphed. "You'll promote anyone won't ya Paul?"
"Any of you could of tried for it, Trevor did."
"Congrats Trevor," Ron said with a genuine smile, "you can count on me buddy."
"Awesome, thanks Ron, I'll need all the support I can get."
"Yeah, congrats Trevor," Jake said as he entered the room with a pitcher of margaritas, "Let's party and fuck with your employee, Jimmy." Jake said while bursting with laughter.
Trevor just smiled and laughed, to timid to say anything like that to Jimmy. Jimmy was the bouncer at work, he was in great shape. He worked out regularly and you could tell, especially with the super tight shirts he always wears.
"Alright, alright," Paul said, "my boy Trevor here has had a hard week and needs to relax and have some fun. Ron, deal up them cards."
While Ron was dealing, Jake was passing out tequila shots. Paul grinning, grabbed Trevor by the knee under the table, "I'm proud of you man," he said. They played several different games of poker, had done several shots and were now halfway through the pitcher of margaritas. Everyone was hootin and hollarin and laughin as they continued to drink and play. A couple of hours later the card playing had slowed and the drinking took precedent. Trevor, pretty smashed by now stood up and announced he was going to pee. He wobbled when he stood up, then awkwardly slid by Paul. He paused then asked with a smile, "Where is the bathroom Paul?"
"Down the hall, second door on left," he said smiling.
Trevor nodded and continued to attempt to walk.
"Damn that boy is fucked up!" He heard Jimmy saying as he walked away.
Moments later the group heard a thud from down the hall. Paul jumped up, "Sounds like our little friend just bit it."
