“Would it be easier if I put all my questions into a survey of my own?”
“That isn’t—” A sudden, increasing melody made us both jump. Blowjob sex “Look at me.”
Although his tone remained quiet, it demanded that I obey. I’m not some creepy guy stalking you.”
“Yeah, that’s exactly what a creepy, stalker guy would say. I’m not that interesting. This wasn’t happening. It was a seven-foot tall cardboard cutout of a glass filled three-quarters-full standing next to a kiosk advertising home-delivery bottled water systems. “I don’t believe you.”
“Employees are exempt from entering. It’s a huge bummer to me, because that means I’ll still have to do stupid jobs—like standing around the mall for several hours in holiday mayhem—just so I can buy groceries. He actually had a point.
