Post by Becca on May 8, 2016 23:26:49 GMT -5
Maxine's Dress
”And stay out, ya perverted old fuck!” Maxine yelled as she pushed the man out the backdoor of the building into the alley where they threw away the trash. The man stumbled and nearly fell, still holding onto his bloodied nose. Served him right to try and slip a hand up her dress! She hated weekday crowd, they were scummier than the rest. At least on weekends college of high school kids were around but during the middle of the week she had to deal with this old, handsy lot. Typically she wouldn’t mind a guy’s hand up her dress but not when it was some creepy like Pimple-faced Pete. She didn’t have time for that shit in her bar! Well, it wasn’t her bar but when she was working it might as well have been.
A few men hooted their thanks while one of the guys at the bar covered his eye. At least he’d been kind and tried to step up for her before Pimple Pete clocked him in the face. ”Can I get some ice for you, chicho?” Maxine inquired with a charming smile. She slid him over an icepack before returning to her post. She cracked open a beer for herself and took a swig before drumming her fingers on the top of the bar. Well, that was certainly exciting but now she found herself growing bored once more.
”And stay out, ya perverted old fuck!” Maxine yelled as she pushed the man out the backdoor of the building into the alley where they threw away the trash. The man stumbled and nearly fell, still holding onto his bloodied nose. Served him right to try and slip a hand up her dress! She hated weekday crowd, they were scummier than the rest. At least on weekends college of high school kids were around but during the middle of the week she had to deal with this old, handsy lot. Typically she wouldn’t mind a guy’s hand up her dress but not when it was some creepy like Pimple-faced Pete. She didn’t have time for that shit in her bar! Well, it wasn’t her bar but when she was working it might as well have been.
A few men hooted their thanks while one of the guys at the bar covered his eye. At least he’d been kind and tried to step up for her before Pimple Pete clocked him in the face. ”Can I get some ice for you, chicho?” Maxine inquired with a charming smile. She slid him over an icepack before returning to her post. She cracked open a beer for herself and took a swig before drumming her fingers on the top of the bar. Well, that was certainly exciting but now she found herself growing bored once more.
