Working that day had been torture. Everett was all I could think about. Even when I tried to focus on the swarm of customers in my store, or taking inventory of our stock room, he kept creeping back into my mind. Images of Everett with his sleeves rolled up, his muscular arms and his golden-brown chest hair poking out above his open collar, kept me eager to see him later that night. Every time he moved toward me, I knew it was because he was succumbing to inner desires he usually resisted. I saw the twitches in his fingers, and how his eyes flickered over my body, and I wanted to indulge him. The less angry I was with him, the harder it was to defend myself against his advances.I was the only one working the last three hours at the store. Once I tidied the displays and closed up, I lingered in the strip mall washroom, retying my hair and fixing my makeup. Usually I left the store looking like a disaster, but tonight, for the first time in a long time, I wanted to impress somebody.Ev
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