Authors Note: From Bob the Lawyer- People, places and events are all fictional and for entertainment purposes only. Any resembles are purely coincidental and unintentional.
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"Yeah... that's right you down stock those light switches..." Breathed Karem to herself as she watched her prey. Hiding behind an endcap, the Raiju spied on her own associate as he began to fill the shelf.
Karem was not only one the newest supervisors, she was also one of the youngest at 20 years old. It was a promotion she had badly needed, as being a single mother wasn't exactly the easiest to pull off financially. Being newly promoted came with its fair share of difficulties but she was more concerned with a personal one at the moment.
"Hey... what are you doing?" Whispered a voice behind her.
Karem let out a surprised squeak as she weakly discharged small sparks around her. Turning, she found that her friend and fellow co-worker, Diana the Cheshire Cat, had snuck up on her.
"Damn bitch, what's up with you?" Diana said jokingly.
"Oh nothin, just checking out a potential someone," Karem replied, giving her a quick hug as she peaked around the corner to see if he had heard anything. Thankfully, the oblivious associate was still downstocking.
"Hashtag: Creeper." Diana remarked jutting out her hip, "Come on chick, let's go to lunch!"
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In the break room, the two unpacked their lunches as they began to chat.
"How's Stacy?" Diana asked, referring to her friends cute 4-year-old kit, as she took out and opened a large container containing her favorite food.
"She's good, her hair's been such a pain though," Karem replied taking out a sandwich from her bag.
Stabbing a fried mouse with her fork, Diana pointed it at her friend,
"So spill it, why were you all creepin on that guy?"
"Well, you know I've been kinda on this dry spell since Darnel and I split," Karem began.
"You mean since you dumped his abusive ass." Diana interrupted. Diana always hated her friends boyfriend. Over a year ago, when she found out that he had been hitting her as well as other shit, she pleaded with Karem to dump him, if not for her, then for Stacy. Luckily, Karem agreed and with her help, managed to secretly move into an apartment across town and get a new job.
"Well, yeah, but anyway I've been trying to get my groove back but I haven't had any luck until I saw this."
Taking out a magazine, she laid it on the table for Diana to see.
"Sexmo? Really? You still read that high schooler trash mag?"
"Just look, please!" Karem begged as she pointed to the cover.
"Fiiiine," Diana rolled her eyes as she peered down,
"5 easy steps to get your fur silky smooth?" She asked intrigued.
"Below that!"
"Top musts in a man to fuck to get your groove back..."
"Exactly! And he meets 4 of them needed to make it happen!" Karem exclaimed.
"Seriously?" Diana asked in disbelief, biting into crunchy, deep-fried mousey goodness.
Holding up her hand, she listed off the musts with her fingers.
"Ok, so one; he works for me, means we'll have this whole forbidden romance thing going on. Two; he's older- I checked his records he's like 10 years older than me. So, yeah, an older man. Three; I hear that he's a single dad too, so we have comparable backgrounds. And finally four; according to rumors, he's never had a Mamono, sooo I'd be the one to bust his cherry! When I'm done and got my groove back, this fuckin store won't need an electric company, they'll have me!" She proclaimed, chest heaving with excitement.
Diana eyed her friend, chewing slowly. Finally, when she swallowed, she pointed the empty fork back at Karem and said,
"You a crazy bitch."
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As Edward finished stocking the light switches, he looked around. For the past couple days he'd been getting the strangest feeling that he was being watched. Well, normally, it was not an unusual feeling working at the Home Improver Store. He got eye raped on a daily basis, but this had a different feel to it...
Shrugging it off, he supposed that he was just being paranoid. The day was going well enough after all, no harassment unlike yesterday when a Red Oni slapped him on the ass and called him Bob Vila. It wasn't his fault he tended to wear flannel when he worked, was a little thick and had a beard... wait maybe it was... Damn it...
His phones alarm stirred him from his musings. Lunch time! Looking around he wondered where his boss was. Working for the H.I.S. for a few years, he'd seen supervisors come and go. His current one though, just got promoted after only a year on the job. He really didn't care, being a supervisor seemed like a pain in the ass anyway. She seemed nice enough, a little young though, definitely bratty, but it seemed to add to her charm maybe?
In the break room he took out his lunch, a salad this time. He had will power! He wasn't going to Burger Queen and order a Double Flopper like last time. Although they were so damn good... NO! WILL POWER! Salad, YUM!
Stabbing at the greenery with his fork, he was surprised when a figure quickly slid into the chair in front of him. Looking up, he saw that it was his boss, Karem wearing a fuzzy red sweater that seemed to compliment the red streaks in her wavy, dark brown hair.
"Hi!" She said with a friendly grin.
"Karem, hi, um what can I do for you, ma'am?"
"Come on Edward, I told you not to call me ma'am, makes me feel old and I know I'm way younger than you!"
"Sorry ma- er Karem..." He said embarrassed as he looked down at his salad.
"Thats better! So hey, tonight I'm hosting this thing at my place, for the department. It's nothing big or crazy just a little get together and I was really, really hoping you could come?" She asked in a way that was somehow both sultry and pleading at the same time.
"I'll have to get someone to watch my daughter," He said thinking about it,
"Pleassssseeee," She pouted, evoking her bratty powers of cuteness.
"Ok. Yeah, I should be able to make it." Said Edward, smiling at her display.
A wide, semi-evil smile spread across Karem's face that would have made Diana proud.
