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Story Time
Jun. 29th, 2005 01:44 pmSteve Ray put on his zipper-mask, assless chaps and lovingly affixed clothespins to each of his nipples before sitting down at the computer to make up the schedule for The Fourth Of July.
"Let me ssssssssssee now.." he said, in that disturbingly falsetto voice of his that is normally reserved for times that he was being extra-naughty, "Let'sssssss ssstart with Brian Pierce."
Steve derived even more pleasure than usual when he knew that he could screw with Brian's plans. His nipples became just a bit more erect at the mere thought of it, delightfully remindig him of the clothespins there attatched.
"Brian, Brian, Brian... Oh, look here! Volunteering to work an EARLY MORNING shift on The Fourth! How ssssssssweet! And my goodness, he's so dedicated to helping out the company ojn that day that he's given me 20 different shifts that day that he would be willing to work, all starting at or before 8 in the morning! Isn't he pressssssssscious?" he remarked sarcastically.
For as long as Steve could remember, he had been jealous of Brian. He couldn't quite put his finger on it... could it be Brian's dashing good looks? His popularity amongst friends and co-workers? His sparkling wit and/or personality? Yes... all of this and more. How many nights had Steve cried himself to sleep just wishing he could be more like Brian? He had lost count long ago. But at least his position at work gave Steve the power to deal crushing blows to Brian's daily life and routine... at least Steve had THAT amount of control! Adn so with a single bitterly obsessed stroke, all of Brian's shift requests were gone.
"Let'ssssss ssssssssssee how Mr. Golden Boy likes working a LATER SHIFT on that day! MWA HA HA HA HAAAAAAAA!!!"
BRIAN PIERCE - 10AM - 9PM
"Two hours after even his REGULAR shift would have started!" chortled Steve Ray, "Let'sss ssssssssee how much anguish that causes him!"
There was much anguish. Brian had trouble being nice to the customers that day, he was so distracted! Now he had to cancel the traditional Fourth Of July Trip To The Demolition Derby, the last chance he and his darling wife would ever have to spend this time alone before The Baby comes! But what could Brian do? H ehad no choice. He needs the job, he needs to support his family, so the plans were cancelled.
Then Steve dug up the corpse of Brian's grandmother and analy brutalized it while spitting on an American flag.
"Let me ssssssssssee now.." he said, in that disturbingly falsetto voice of his that is normally reserved for times that he was being extra-naughty, "Let'sssssss ssstart with Brian Pierce."
Steve derived even more pleasure than usual when he knew that he could screw with Brian's plans. His nipples became just a bit more erect at the mere thought of it, delightfully remindig him of the clothespins there attatched.
"Brian, Brian, Brian... Oh, look here! Volunteering to work an EARLY MORNING shift on The Fourth! How ssssssssweet! And my goodness, he's so dedicated to helping out the company ojn that day that he's given me 20 different shifts that day that he would be willing to work, all starting at or before 8 in the morning! Isn't he pressssssssscious?" he remarked sarcastically.
For as long as Steve could remember, he had been jealous of Brian. He couldn't quite put his finger on it... could it be Brian's dashing good looks? His popularity amongst friends and co-workers? His sparkling wit and/or personality? Yes... all of this and more. How many nights had Steve cried himself to sleep just wishing he could be more like Brian? He had lost count long ago. But at least his position at work gave Steve the power to deal crushing blows to Brian's daily life and routine... at least Steve had THAT amount of control! Adn so with a single bitterly obsessed stroke, all of Brian's shift requests were gone.
"Let'ssssss ssssssssssee how Mr. Golden Boy likes working a LATER SHIFT on that day! MWA HA HA HA HAAAAAAAA!!!"
BRIAN PIERCE - 10AM - 9PM
"Two hours after even his REGULAR shift would have started!" chortled Steve Ray, "Let'sss ssssssssee how much anguish that causes him!"
There was much anguish. Brian had trouble being nice to the customers that day, he was so distracted! Now he had to cancel the traditional Fourth Of July Trip To The Demolition Derby, the last chance he and his darling wife would ever have to spend this time alone before The Baby comes! But what could Brian do? H ehad no choice. He needs the job, he needs to support his family, so the plans were cancelled.
Then Steve dug up the corpse of Brian's grandmother and analy brutalized it while spitting on an American flag.
