Chapter 2
2139 Words
Grace Wilson once again cursed her life as she left the big store to return home at night. Her that her motherfucker her Frank in her HR department had been with her all night and was constantly watching her with her eerie eyes. He liked her sullen look. Although she wasn't Goth, she liked to wear black, and Heather, who starred with her, was accustomed to applying black lipstick and smoky black eye shadow. With her pale skin, long, straight hoodie hair, and a voluptuous, dense body, she has captivated more people than fair fans.
Heather's long, wavy white blonde hair, blue eyes, and
her model's skinny body are the perfect balance for Grace's more glamorous
figure. She didn't like the big plate she was born with, so she saved up for a
plastic nose and had only a year left on her braces. They would hang out
together whenever possible, as work schedules allowed.
Grace's cashier job was the only job she could get after
graduation, and she couldn't afford to lose it because her salary was to
support and support her family from home. Her mother's disability check
couldn't save them, and Brian's salary, a part-time job at the home center,
helped, but it was her money that supported their work. Now Frank was acting
arrogantly and potentially threatening.
She got into her car away from the door and in her dimly
lit employee parking lot. As she prepared to leave, she slipped the phone into
the cup holder between her seats.
Suddenly there was a knock on the driver's windshield and
she jumped. She was looking to the left and Frank was looking out the
window with a fat smile. She rolled the window.
"What is it, Frank?" i'm going home Isn't it
time to go home to your wife?" she reminded him.
"Oh, Gracie, don't. You should do better with me. I
can do something for you. Good things that will make your life so much better.
All you have to do is do something good for me,” he said a little inaudible.
Okay, he drank at work.
"Thanks, but no, Frank."
"I can hurt you if I don't like you. Think about
it!" He growled.
Grace looked into the piglet's eyes and sighed. It was
true. he could
"Get your d**k out."
Frank suddenly smiled and looked around him quickly,
but there was no one there. It was also partially hidden by other cars. He
quickly unzipped his pants and pulled a soft c**k from his pants.
Grace tried not to laugh. And he choked as his stench
spread through the window.
"Well, bring the beast out the window." she said
in a seductive tone. He smiled and leaned against the Brian of the car. He
couldn't see her, but she expected to feel the moment her lips touched him.
Grace leaned as far as she could, taking a picture
with her cell phone camera. He was putting her hand on her windowsill, so she
too was framed with his unique school ring. She grabbed a heavy metal travel
mug and banged hard against one of his eggs on the windowsill. With a scream of
pain, Frank fell to the ground near the car. She saw him clean and stepped back
a few feet.
"Frank? I just wanted you to know that you have some
very disgusting photos of your trash stuck to my car window. I'll send you a
sample to my work address when I get home. I'm talking nonsense like that
again. Everyone you know will get a copy. Now leave only the women in the
store. obvious? As he sniffled her and nodded her head, she moved forward and
then stopped again. He murmured again and she drove her car. her anger
management problems.
Returning home, she wanted to take a shower to clear
Frank's nose. She went inside and her sinuses were filled with the most
wonderful scent of the food being prepared. Grace looked into the living room
and saw her mother sitting in her chair. She was either drunk or stoned or
both. She didn't know that her own efforts would smell like her cooking, but it
will give her a pleasant surprise. She was once a great cook and Brian watched
her for hours. After an accident at the factory and the chronic pain that
followed, she felt uneasy and spent time in the kitchen.
Following the savory smell, Grace smiled at Brian, the
living man, who was leaning his back past the kitchen door. She couldn't
understand how he had grown from a small boy of normal stature to this
broad-shouldered, muscular man. she was trembling Had he not grown up like her
little brother, she would have completely covered him. The thought twisted her
stomach nervously, as if butterflies were trying to escape. She loved her
"sister", but at times was very embarrassed.
She must have shouted as he looked over her shoulder,
and his face brightened with a happy smile when he saw her standing in the
kitchen doorway. “Welcome home. I'm your favorite! Paella with chicken and
chorizo!" His deep voice rang out. She smiled and looked at his innocent
face. Blonde, to be exact, pale yellow blonde, of medium stature and short
stature. She cut his hair to save money. He has amazingly pale blue eyes
under bright eyebrows. There was a lump that broke off his nose and fell
off badly. He had character. He had beautiful lips and was almost always
smiling. His chin was strong and square. The overall combination wasn't
classically pretty, but it still looked good. He turned to finish cooking.
When he turned his back, she couldn't take her eyes off
his body. She thought so about Brian because of her guilt, but she thought his
body was incredible! There are many hard, dense muscles. It is supported by
huge arms hanging from broad shoulders, a broad chest and a powerful back. He
didn't look fat like this pro bodybuilder, but he looked ripped! Every t-shirt
he had was pulled over his torso and nearly killed him. At home, I wore a
sleeveless T-shirt because it was more comfortable. The legs covered in
sweatpants were as sexy as hell. She knew her brother
would prefer to wear baggy trousers, but she didn't understand why he liked the
look when he saw how nice his legs were. She even bought stretchy skinny
jeans at an employee discount, but she's never seen him wear it yet.
Grace turned around and followed the barbed wire to her
room and did what she regretted. She knew that her brother loved her, so she
had to protect him from her lustful thoughts. This will ruin their
relationship.
She cleaned up and changed into comfortable clothes.
Before forgetting, she sent the criminal photos to Frank's work address.
She really wanted to let him and his wife go, but she couldn't contain her
anger. When Brian put the plate on her table, she returned downstairs. She
mentioned that there were only two plates. "Aren't you eating mommy?"
she asked
. Disappointment crept across Brian's face. “She tried to get me
to eat early, but she yelled at me to just let her go,” she said. I think her
pain is strong tonight. I'll save some for her later."
Grace looked at Brian and wondered how he could still show
such compassion to a woman who had never said a word of kindness to him
since the day he arrived. It's more of a sign that Brian's character is
stronger than her mother.
"I'll take you to the bedroom after washing the
dishes." He said.
Grace blinked briefly as Brian held her on her behalf and climbed her steps
into her bedroom in his strong arms to walk with her. She was trembling and he
noticed it.
"What's going on? It tastes awful? ' said with a
worried look.
She took her heart from these evil, lewd thoughts and gave
her a faint smile at her brother. Everything is fine! Tastes great! At
work, I remembered something bad." said
They ate silently for a while, enjoying each other's
company and great food. Grace had to put up with not eating the paella. As he
said, this was her favorite food.
When I asked her a question, he tried to put on a relaxed
expression. “If I talk about work, do you know that I have a day off tomorrow?
This is our last playoff game in the state championship. It would be nice if
you could be there."
Following the savory smell, Grace smiled at Brian, the
living man, who was leaning his back past the kitchen door. She couldn't
understand how he had grown from a small boy of normal stature to this
broad-shouldered, muscular man. she was trembling Had he not grown up like her
little brother, she would have completely covered him. The thought twisted her
stomach nervously, as if butterflies were trying to escape. She loved her
"sister", but at times was very embarrassed.
She must have shouted as he looked over her shoulder,
and his face brightened with a happy smile when he saw her standing in the
kitchen doorway. “Welcome home. I'm your favorite! Paella with chicken and
chorizo!" His deep voice rang out. She smiled and looked at his
innocent face. Blonde, to be exact, pale yellow blonde, of medium stature and
short stature. She cut his hair to save money. He has amazingly pale blue
eyes under bright eyebrows. There was a lump that broke off his nose and
fell off badly. He had character. He had beautiful lips and was almost always
smiling. His chin was strong and square. The overall combination wasn't
classically pretty, but it still looked good. He turned to finish cooking.
When he turned his back, she couldn't take her eyes off
his body. She thought so about Brian because of her guilt, but she thought his
body was incredible! There are many hard, dense muscles. It is supported by
huge arms hanging from broad shoulders, a broad chest and a powerful back. He
didn't look fat like this pro bodybuilder, but he looked ripped! Every t-shirt
he had was pulled over his torso and nearly killed him. At home, I wore a
sleeveless T-shirt because it was more comfortable. The legs covered in
sweatpants were as sexy as hell. She knew her brother
would prefer to wear baggy trousers, but she didn't understand why he liked the
look when he saw how nice his legs were. She even bought stretchy skinny
jeans at an employee discount, but she's never seen him wear it yet.
Grace turned around and followed the barbed wire to her
room and did what she regretted. She knew that her brother loved her, so she
had to protect him from her lustful thoughts. This will ruin their
relationship.
She cleaned up and changed into comfortable clothes.
Before forgetting, she sent the criminal photos to Frank's work address. She
really wanted to let him and his wife go, but she couldn't contain her anger.
When Brian put the plate on her table, she returned downstairs. She mentioned
that there were only two plates. "Aren't you eating mommy?" she asked
. Disappointment crept across Brian's face. “She tried to get me
to eat early, but she yelled at me to just let her go,” she said. I think her
pain is strong tonight. I'll save some for her later."
Grace looked at Brian and wondered how he could still show
such compassion to a woman who had never said a word of kindness to him
since the day he arrived. It's more of a sign that Brian's character is
stronger than her mother.
"I'll take you to the bedroom after washing the
dishes." He said.
Grace blinked briefly as Brian held her on her behalf and
climbed her steps into her bedroom in his strong arms to walk with her. She was
trembling and he noticed it.
"What's going on? It tastes awful? ' said with a
worried look.
She took her heart from these evil, lewd thoughts and gave
her a faint smile at her brother. Everything is fine! Tastes great! At
work, I remembered something bad." said
They ate silently for a while, enjoying each other's
company and great food. Grace had to put up with not eating the paella. As he
said, this was her favorite food.
When I asked her a question, he tried to put on a relaxed
expression. “If I talk about work, do you know that I have a day off tomorrow?
This is our last playoff game in the state championship. It would be nice if
you could be there."
- Writer
