Distant Howl

d have found another job easily enough, he wasn't skilled enough to land something he wasn't already doing. And that was defending against punctures in the bars. Also, th

his was clearly tiring, but I had been doing it for a long time, probably habit made the shit that this work represente

o dar

man with an angular face, a long, graying, not-too-manicured beard, and sported a long beer belly that hung over his pants because y

didn't touch my butt or "adjust" my name tag, which was just above my left breast. He was just hanging around, like one of those c

just turned and headed for my tables, not staying too long at them, especially since

ound to know they were young guys, teenagers, probably already drunk from partying, going from bar to bar. But when I looked over my

ard and enduring the bullshit around her, as if he'd lived a hard life in the city, but still survived. He sa

with that

y. I made my way to take the drink order from the obnoxiously rowdy group of guys. I would have to be on top of my game with th

bloodstream?'' I put on my trademark fake smile and looked each one of them in the eye, something I forced myself to do when I was

oreheads, and their polo shirts and button-down shirts were wrinkled and askew, as if t

of Irish

in my ears. I had a feeling he would be the one to give me the worst in this fucking order as the night wo

ne. Do you want

take your drinks." I turned on my heel but felt them looking at my behind, as if their eyes were fingers reaching out and stroking me. I suppressed a shudder and leaned against the counter after placin

you go

but just as I was turning to leave, I felt a thick palm slam into my behind with such force that it unner

e looked at his friends, the other three were smiling and almost patting each ot

breath wafting over me and making my stomach turn. He didn't wait for me to respond before

wasn't strong by any means, but I felt a pang of pleasure from his grimace and the way he jerked free, but it was also clear that

r fingers." It was all barking and no biting, because he could never bear to do something that violent, but this little piece of jerk didn't need to kn

m every single pore in my body, made sure he could feel how serious I was right now. I was

but they left, angrily throwing cash on the table to pay for their drinks and nearly tr

shit and feeling like I was on my last legs. I grabbed the money and headed for

me to my office

arrowed my eyes at him. He didn't bother to wait for

the counter, and Alex gav

He asked the other waitress, and she nodded

h, I headed for Rikard's office. He was already sitting behin

the door

e loosening and I did what I was sure

me not far enough for my liking. He stared at me with his dark eyes that alway

y said, and I felt my mouth go slack. As if legitimate, my

nked a few times, and final

fake leather making a sickening c

I mean. You have an unpleas

Then I repeated the action, be

red with his group of friends." She clasped her hand

nger. I felt him bubble up, so sick and tired

d disgusting things to me?" I crossed my arms over

my face. I saw Rikard's eyes light up slightly, and then he shifted in his chair, clearly uncomfortable with this side of me. "Those customers, Rika