The Store May Be Closed, But I’m Not

Should I fuck the manager?

Photo by Tim Mossholder on Unsplash

The day had taken forever but finally, me and the manager on duty managed to shut the whole store down. Only a few small tasks remained, which had to be done by Richard (the manager), so I wandered the clothing department absent-mindedly. When it felt like it was taking too long for Richard to finish up, I took the elevator to the second floor where his…