A New Beginning
Chapter 3
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Chapter Three: Jamie’s Plan
Jamie Cooper was stuck
working the McDonalds drive-thru window this evening. She hated this part of
her job. Actually, she hated every part of her job, but she hated the
drive-thru window the most. In the early evening, the assholes from Bentlyville
High cruised by and they always tried giving her a ration of shit, especially
the geeks she’d turned down for dates. Jamie was always amazed that they
actually thought their lines were clever like: “Hey
baby, how about sucking on my straw,” or “I have some extra cream for you,” or
the all-time classic, “I sure could go for a fur burger tonight.” Jamie had
heard them all at least a thousand times. As the evening wore on and it got
late, the drunks would start coming in. One time, she handed some old sot his
bag of McDonalds’ greasy crap and he’d barfed in it. Then, he got pissed
because she wouldn’t take it back. Jamie thought well, this was Bentlyville.
What could you expect?
To make matters worse, that
fat freak, Roy Green, was working with her tonight.
least 400 pounds. It was no wonder. He was always eating something. Jamie figured
on the nights he worked, McDonalds’ profits must go down by fifty per cent. She’d
even seen him eating other people’s leftovers, when he cleaned off the tables. Jamie
thought that the worst thing about
the orders for the drive-thru, he was always trying to cop a feel, or even
worse, he’d push his big blubbery body up next to hers. Jamie guessed
tell? His cock was probably buried in a pool of blubber. She’d bet
off, but that was his problem.
This evening had been worse
than usual for Jamie. The assholes and geeks were swarming around the McDonalds
drive-thru like flies on a fresh pile of shit. Sometimes, Jamie thought all of
Bentlyville was a big pile of shit and she was stuck right in the middle of it.
Then there was
than ever. Early this evening, the manager caught him in the office looking at
porno web sites on the computer. That must have really got him hot! One time he
rammed his blubbery body right up against Jamie so hard, he almost pushed her
out the drive-thru window. Jamie shot an elbow back at full force. It felt like
it was sinking into a mound of slimy Jell-O. The only effect it had was to
knock the wind out of
whooshed over Jamie like a stiff breeze from the sewer plant. She thought, God
in heaven, will this night never end.
At last, Jamie got a break.
She got a Coke and went out behind the building. She sat on a bench that was
placed between the back of the building and the dumpsters. It was somewhat
secluded here and Jamie was looking forward to a few minutes of peace. She
pulled some of her long blonde hair around to the front of her face and
sniffed. Yeah, it smelled like French fries again, a
lot of good that expensive herbal shampoo was doing! Jamie pictured herself as
a beautiful princess, trapped in a foul-smelling dungeon. She had to buy
herself out, but like ninety per cent of the people in this town, she didn’t
have the money.
Jamie heard the back door
bang open and in the next moment,
out of here fatso! I’m Greta Garbo. I want to be alone.”
accident. I swear I didn’t mean to bump up against you so hard. Someone pushed
me.”
“Fuck you Roy! Don’t lie to
me! King Kong couldn’t push you! Now scram! I’m not being paid now, so I don’t
have to look at your disgusting blubber.”
“You’re mean Jamie. I know
everyone makes fun of me, but I can’t help it if I’m fat. God made me this way.
There’s nothing I can do about it.”
Jamie was on the point of saying,
“You could quit eating like a pig,” but she didn’t. In a way, she felt sorry
for
In a while
“What is it
“Let me see your tits and
touch them.”
Jamie screamed, “Fuck you
Roy! You can go to hell!”
Now
out a crumpled wad of bills. “Look Jamie, there’s one hundred dollars here.
I’ve been saving up for a long time. I’ll give it to you if you let me see your
tits and just touch them for a little while.”
Jamie was ready to say no and
then she thought better of it. One hundred dollars was more money than she’d
make for this whole miserable night’s work. What would
it hurt to let
said, “Let me see the money first
At least
Jamie glanced all around. This spot was secluded enough. No one could see them
back here. Jamie had almost decided to let
her with his big pudgy hands. Damn, she didn’t like to think where those hands
might have been recently. She wished there was time to make
said, “OK Roy, you can do what you want, but you have to make it quick. If you
tell anyone about this, you’ll never do anything with me again. You got it?”
‘I got it. I swear to God,
I’ll never say a word!”
Jamie stood up and backed up
against the building. She looked all around again and then said, “OK, come over
here.
fat gut didn’t let him get too close. Jamie pulled her McDonalds tee shirt up
and then quickly pulled her bra up, letting her tits slip out of its cups.
steam engine, as he stared at Jamie’s big beautiful tits. Jamie closed her eyes
and clenched her teeth, as she prepared for the feel of
In a few moments, Jamie got a
major surprise.
nice, when he gently cupped and massaged her breasts. Soon, he was lightly
running his fingertips over her nipples in a slow circular motion. Jesus H
Christ, this fat freak knew what he was doing, he was getting Jamie hotter than
the hard-body jocks she’d screwed. Hell, her nipples were standing at full
attention now and she felt her pussy getting wet. Jamie kept her eyes closed.
She didn’t want to watch fat disgusting
feel of what he was doing. Now she felt
suppress a little moan of pleasure. She squeezed her legs together and
involuntarily thrust her pelvis forward. Goddamn!
tits. Suddenly, Jamie felt
hands at the waistband of her slacks. In the next instant, he was slipping them
and her panties down and she wasn’t even trying to stop him. By the time
weak and drained that she almost slid down the wall. She felt as if her entire
body was liquid.
Later that night in her room,
Jamie looked at the pile of bills
to her savings toward her modeling career. She thought it wasn’t too bad for a
few minutes of her time. Yeah, later on, she had cringed every time she saw
sure
for another time with her and Jamie thought that she would definitely be ready
to take it. Then Jamie’s thoughts turned to the old guy
next door. It seemed as if he had a lot of money, but that could be bullshit.
Jamie was sure he had the hots for her. She got a kick out of giving him that
little show this afternoon. Jamie still didn’t know why she did that. She just
felt like it. Anyway, as of now, the freebies were over. If old Mr. Hal Fulton
got a piece of her pussy, he’d have to pay.