“so no broadening my horizons in this libary then?"
“did you say libary?"
“yeah why?"
“it’s library. why is it so hard to understand? Library. rary. Rary. Rary. "
“if I give you $10, will you shut the fuck up?"
“huh?"
“don’t correct me. i hate when people correct me!"
“it’s library. not libary."
“I get it. damn, lay off."
“it’s so annoying, there is clearly another R in there, why do people continually get this wrong." She was trailing off, I wasn’t the first to tread these waters.
“can I get that card or what?"
“library card?"
“no libary card."
“no such thing, and no. you cannot. Oh wait, you were being funny. her face got read and she smiled.
“what are you doing later?"
“going to sign of the beef carver with mildred, why?"
“forget it."
“forget what?"
“nothing...oh, wait..?"
“huh?"
“nothing. Forget it."
Mind you, I had my pizza outfit on. I smelled like ripe doo doo. I was in no position to be macking. But I must admit. My dick was pretty stoked and aimed right at the gaping hole between her shirt and that pink bra. I rubbed it against the desk while I talked to her.
“forget what?"
“were you like trying to ask me out?"
“to sign of the beef carver? Hell no."
“no, in general."
“fuck yeah, I was."
“I told you I was going to have to throw you out if you didn’t quit cursing."
“throw me out then." I said smiling. She came around the counter and grabbed me by my hair and pulled me toward the door. My boner had to be cutting the wind and changing my direction like a sail. She quickly walked me to the door.
“I get off in an hour." She said as she wiped the hand that was filled with my hair on her ass to graze the oil off.
“go take a shower." She added.
“I aim to." I smelled my armpit. Damn, she was on to something.