![]() ![]() After about 15-20 minutes, you look over and see Jess crouched down, picking stuff up. You finish talking and start your inventory. She was short with brown hair that touched her shoulders, and had a really nice body, with quite a nice booty that you caught yourself looking at before. The lady is a nice, middle-aged Hispanic lady (We'll call her Jess). You say hi to the housekeeper and have your typical small talk. The only person back here other than you is housekeeping. You walk into the back, which is just a large, warehouse looking room with a dozen rows of shelves, and half were empty right now. But now you know it's the only thing keeping you here. Normally you crawl when doing inventory, so you can make it last throughout the shift. "Hey I know it's dead today, but if you just do inventory you can leave when it's done." You had no problem hearing that. "Hey Tay," your boss calls, you turn in there direction and just give them a tired "what now?" look. You haven't seen a customer in over an hour and you just want to clock out and go home. But on a slow day in the middle of the week, it's all you can do to make time pass at work. ![]() You're walking down isle after isle, fixing out-of-place tees, folding jeans and making sure everything looks right. ![]()
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