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My Boss

Yep, that's right. Oh wait, I should probably explain. Ahem. There I was, sitting by myself in the Wendy's bathroom. I saw a light gleam from under the bathroom stall. There he was, standing right in front of me with my dick and balls out. He said to me, “what the fuck are you doing do you need help?” I looked at my watch, and it read 12:00 at night. It was closing time. He then told me that he wasn't paying me overtime to jack off. Fuck capitalism.


Yep, that's right. Oh wait, I should probably explain. Ahem.

There I was, sitting by myself in the Wendy's bathroom. I saw a light gleam from under the bathroom stall. There he was, standing right in front of me with my dick and balls out. He said to me, “what the fuck are you doing do you need help?” I looked at my watch, and it read 12:00 at night. It was closing time. He then told me that he wasn't paying me overtime to jack off. Fuck capitalism.

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