So, I had to go to work yesturday afternoon, and when I got there I was assigned to the back booth, the first window one would come to when going through the McDonald's drive-thru. Basically my job was to take orders and accept payment and you would never guess who drove up to my window. It was the man that took my virginity. He's a middle-aged guy named George (if that's his real name). A month before my nineteenth birthday, he was the first guy to ever fully penetrate me. When he pulled up to my window and while I gave him his order total, I thought this guy looked very familiar. And then it hit me all of two seconds later. It was George (if that's his real name). I hand him back his change and then he asks if Mario was working. I looked at him with a kind of inquisitive expression and shook my head No. I remember thinking Noone by that name works here. But then I thought about it and who he was really asking for was Marvin, an out and about gay co-worker.
Luckily, George did not even seem to recognize me which is a good thing. While he was my first, he's definitely no one special. You see he's pretty successful--he owns an auto body shop. The only problem is that he plays a lot of games and the only thing he's really after is sex. And let's not even mention the fact that he's a closet case, although that's pretty understandable being as though he's originally from Africa. I changed my phone number a good four years ago and I hoped I would never see him again. I just used him for money or at least I tried to back when I was a freshman at Morgan State. He never seemed to want to pay up though so I just let him go. Good ridens. Trust me when I say that Marvin is definitely a better fit for him.
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