Einreb parked his little yellow mallet in front of Troll familiar'
Lethbridge construction in Mahwah and made his way to his booth, as he had
done nearly every work day for the past 10 years.

'' Morning Yrral ! '' Einreb said as he passed Yrral Allemoc 's cube at 10 to
9 on a Mon morning.

'' Morning Einreb ! '' Yrral called back.

'' Where 's Gerg ? '' Einreb asked.

'' I do n't know ; he 's going to be late in a minute, '' the boss said.

Sure enough, the receptionist then announced over the PA system,
'' Attention please ! The clock time is now nine o'clock ! ``

Einreb poked his oral sex into Yrral 's cube, `` Did n't Gerg say he was going
to a Grateful Dead concert over the weekend ? ``

'' Yeah, I think so, '' Yrral answered.

'' Ah ! He must be out buying a new car again. ``

'' Mmm, '' the boss muttered.

Einreb stopped over at Tnecillim 's square block. `` Hi Tneci ! You got the paries
textures for Monster maze for me ? ``

'' Yup ! Here ! '' she answered and handed him a floppy diskette.

Einreb booted up his computer and began to merge the artist 's graphic
with his assembler code when Evets popped into Einreb 's square block, handing
Einreb a floppy disk. `` Here 's the background midi for the boss engagement. ``

'' Thanks, Evets ! '' Einreb said as Gerg wandered in.

'' Morning everyone ! '' Gerg said.

'' sunrise Gerg, '' Yrral answered. `` What happened ? ``

'' Sorry I 'm late. I, er, had an accident this weekend. ``

'' Hey Gerg ! '' Einreb called out. `` That 's three-for-three now. Three Dead
concerts and three wrecked railroad car in the past year. Maybe there 's a pattern
there you can do something about ... ''



'' Shut up ! '' Gerg sneered back.



Einreb loved his job as a computer game programmer for Troll. Sometimes
he longed to work for a caller that hoi polloi actually heard of, like Atari
or Activision, who made games for the Atari 2600 that people actually
wanted to buy. Still, he counted himself lucky to experience been recruited by
Troll before he even graduated from Orange County Community College 10
old age ago. Though graduating with Honors and on the Dean 's list did n't
hurt either.

That the receptionist announced the start of work, breaks, lunch, and
end of day, was a joke among the professional stave. Still, it was a groovy
working surround. almost of the clip, it was very laid-back. Though
things heated up as year-end ship-dates approached. Still, writing
electronic computer games for a living sure beat cranking out patronage report card and
statistical analysis that was the average of most coder. head-shrinker
often called him nearly every night trying to tempt him into taking a
higher-paying mainframe COBOL job at UPS, A & P, or BMW. He always politely
refused. `` COBOL ? Ugh ! ``

He and Yrral often played Flight Simulator in relate mood during lunch
minute together. And it was a running joke how Gerg Xeurt always wrecked
his cars coming home from Grateful Dead concerts.

Being a young chemical group, the guys often invited each other to their bachelor
lodgings for parties.

Evets had invited the group to his family one Friday night after work for
a little party. Einreb, Yrral, Gerg, Mit, Ycnan, and Tnecillim were all
sitting around Evets'coffee table one Friday night after work as Evets
came out of his chamber and lit a joint.

When Einreb 's turn of events came around he said, `` No thanks. ``

'' What ? You do n't party ? '' Gerg asked in shock.

'' I do n't. But it 's okeh ; I 'm a Libertarian ! I 've no problem with what
early people do for fun. But I do n't do drugs, myself. ``

'' Oh, get along on ! One joint is n't going to hurt ! '' Evets insisted.

'' You guys savor ! Do n't listen me ! '' Einreb replied.

As it was, the company ended early and Einreb headed home in his yellow
bug.

fall was well under way when Yrral was promoted to marketing analyst,
and Gerg was promoted to wangle the game development group.



The drop-dead ship engagement was 24 hours away and Einreb still had n't fixed
that bug that the examiner had found that caused the boss devil to run
around in roundabout when he was down to 1 hit point.

The receptionist announced five o'clock over the PA system on Wednesday
evening, but Einreb stayed at his desk. Within five minutes, the edifice
was completely empty.

Einreb continued to run compiles and tests. `` Damn ! ``

5:00 PM quickly ran into 6:00 AM when Einreb finally got the plot done.

Rather than drive abode and then drive back to cultivate again in a few hours,
Einreb curled up on the floor under his desk and fell asleep.

When Gerg came to Einreb 's cubicle at 4:45 on the succeed Fri,
Einreb had a bad feeling. Whenever individual got fired from round, it was
always at 4:45 on a Friday.

'' Einrneb, '' Gerg started.

'' What, Gerg ? ``

'' I 'm gloomy to secern you, but we had a meeting with Yrral and got approval
from Mr. and Mrs Retcehcs, and have decided that we no longer take your
help. ``

'' What ! '' Einreb said. `` After I just put in a 32 hour day to get that
game done ! ``

'' That has null to do with it. ``

'' You 're damn right about that, Gerg ! It 's because I wo n't fume drugs
with you ! ``

'' clean out your desk and seed with me, Einreb ! ``

# # #

'' I did n't do it ! '' Einreb pounded on the table in the examination room
at the Piscataway constabulary station.

'' We have respective attestator who overheard you make a terrorist threat
this morning, '' Detective Llemtrac sneered back.

'' It was n't like that ! We all knew that AT & T was handing out the layoff
notices this sunrise, and we were all making jokes about it ; you know,
gallows sense of humor. No one was making any terrorist threats ! ``

'' But you did cite a bomb calorimeter. ``



'' well, yes. But they tricked me ! I did n't recognize they were steering
the conversation to trick me into using the'b'word until the police
showed up at my house ! I was so close to saving the princess in super
Mario World, too ! ``

'' Why would they do that to you ? ``

'' I explained that to you already ! '' Einreb said through clenched teeth.
'' It 's all because of the hazing ! I told you that after I complained about
the birthday trouncing to Dref ... ''



'' Who ? '' the police detective demanded.

'' Dnanidref. He 's the manager of another growth group in the
section. I never worked under him, but we were sort of acquaintance. I had
asked him to see if he could do something about the Birthday beating. ``

'' Why did n't you ask your own manager ? ``



'' Mij Htims ? He was in on the hazing as must as the ease of the lot !
They all said they were going to get back at me for asking Dref for
help ... ''

The detective leaned forward and stared into Einreb 's oculus. `` If you 're
making accusations at your manager to get out of this, you 're gon na be in
even big bother ! ``



'' Then give me a lie sensor examination, that 'll shew I 'm telling the truth ! ``




The detective ignored Einreb 's plea and pressed on. `` Were you ever in
the military ? ``

'' No. ``

'' Do you own any gun for hire ? ``

The detective grilled Einreb on and on and finally left him alone in the
examination room for another half hour, then drove him back to the AT & T
building and turned him over to incarnate security.

Lien Tnaf and Adnil Regnettip, the executive director direction squad of the
section, were there and slowly read the report handed to him by the
detective. `` Do you have it away evacuating the building this morning time monetary value AT & T
over $ 100,000 ? ``

'' You 're blaming me for your paranoia ! `` Einreb asked the suit. `` You
made the decision to evacuate the building, not me ! ``



'' You 're suspended until promote notice, '' is all he said in reply.

'' I gave five years of my sprightliness to AT & T, lien ! I deserve better discussion
than this ! ``

The suit turned his spine and left, and incarnate security measure escorted
Einreb out.



Einreb cried all through the Nox. Six bottles worth of Nytol pills
sat, uneaten, in a big batch on his night table. He did n't even get a
chance to say `` adieu '' to Airam. Being a shy loner, she was the secretive
he had to a beneficial friend, whom he went out to lunch with once a week or so.
Had she not been married, he often wondered if their friendship could deliver
turned into something more ...

Eventually, though, matter improved. His hanging ended and he
returned to work on at AT & T, but assigned to a dissimilar department. near of
the people he had known before had been laid off that fatal day. `` upright
riddance ! '' he thought of almost of them -- though he never got up the bravery
to shout Airam back again, nor did she ever call him. A few the great unwashed asked
him if he really did it and what it was like to be arrested, despite
promises from Lein Tnaf that his concealment would be protected.

He even bumped into his former District managing director, Yrrab Remmir who
commented, `` As a Christian, I believe AT & T did the proper thing. Somebody
who ca n't go along with some uncomplicated office hazing fun without being a
whistle-blower about it deserves to die. ``

Hardened to corporal life-time, Einreb continued to do his job. However, he
did n't make it through the side by side round of drinks of layoffs that AT & T held five years
later. Largely, he suspected, because of the lawsuit he had brought
against AT & T for the Birthday thrashing hazing and for his off-key arrest.

# # #

( Hey ! This is supposed to be a sex account ! So where 's the frigging
sex ? )

( Just hold on ! It 's coming ! )

# # # #

After being unemployed for nearly a year, and beating alloy Gear Solid,
and Final Fantasy VII and VIII, Einreb had found a clerical job at shielder
Life through Kelly Services.

A few week earlier, Knarf Ollurec, the department head, offered him the
job immediately at the close of the interview, and he accepted it.
The two-hour commute to Bayt Lahm was frightening, but at least he was doing
a reverse commute from Piscataway to Penn along I-78. The traffic
in the opposite direction crawled toward New House of York in the aurora, and
crawled back toward Pennsylvania in the evening, but for Einreb traffic was
visible light except for the occasional big rig pulling out of the truck stops that
lined the expressway.

Einreb parked his big white Cadillac DeVille behind the Guardian
construction and headed toward the employee entrance. It was a relatively
stress-free clerical job, although it barely paid above minimum wage.

'' Hey '' Nairb called out as their way of life converged toward the entrance of
the government agency, `` Nice car ! How 's a shop clerk afford a Cadillac ? ``

As constituent of the settlement concord, Einreb is n't allowed to lecture about
his settlement with AT & T ( but Einreb 's friends are : - ), so he just told a
different true statement, `` I got a good severance software package from AT & T. ``

Once inside, Einreb and Nairb went their freestanding directions as Einreb
settled into his cubicle for the day.



'' Hey Einreb ! '' Naoj called out from the cubicle across the aisle.



'' What 's up ? '' Einreb asked.



'' How do I incur special character reference in SPF edit again ? ``



'' Type F P'.' . ``



'' Thanks ! ``



'' No problem. ``

At work, the programmer around him had discovered that his 10 years of
central processing unit programming experience at AT & T, and 20 days programming boilers suit,
came in William Christopher Handy when they needed to know some esoteric point about ISPF,
COBOL, PL/1, JCL, VSAM, DB/2 or CICS.



'' Hey Einreb ! '' Rehtse asked while leaning over the carrell wall from her
cubicle adjacent to his.



'' What 's up, Rehtse ? ``



'' Do you eff an well-off way to insert succession numbers racket into a two-dimensional file ? ``



'' Sure, you can do that with ISPF. Just edit the file cabinet, turn number mode
on, then ferment it off again. ``



'' I already tried that. The file is too big for SPF, and I do n't require
COBOL numbering. ``



'' You could always use Syncsort. ``



'' Syncsort ? You ca n't put chronological sequence number in a file with Syncsort ! ``



'' Sure you can ! I 've done it plenty of times to build run data. ``



'' Then why is n't it in Quick-ref ? ``



'' It 's in Quickref, but Quickref does n't explain clearly how to do it. ``



'' You 're pulling my leg, Einreb. ``



As a clerk, Einreb did n't have a TSO ID. `` Let me sit at your terminal
for a here and now, and I 'll show you how. ``



'' I do n't really have clock time for this, Einreb, '' Rehtse said. `` But wooing
yourself. ``



Einreb sat at Rehtse 's terminal and typed the following JCL into a
appendage in her JCLLIB PDS :



//SORT White House PGM=SYNCSORT, REGION=4M

//SORTLIB DD DSN=SYS1.SORTLIB, DISP=SHR

//SYSOUT DD SYSOUT=*

//SORTIN DD *

/*

//SORTOUT DD DSN=REHTSE01.TEST.SORT,

// DISP= ( NEW, CATLG, DELETE ),

// UNIT=DISK, SPACE= ( CYL, ( 1,1 ), RLSE ),

// DCB= ( RECFM=FB, LRECL=15, BLKSIZE=0 )

//SYSIN DD *

SORT FIELDS= ( 0001,010, CH, A )

OUTREC FIELDS= ( SEQNUM,5, ZD, START=8, INCR=3,0001,010 )

/*

'' There, '' Einreb said. `` Change the kickoff and INCR note value to suit your
needs, put a JOB carte du jour on it, put some test data in SORTIN, print the end product
single file with a GENER, and run it. ``

Einreb returned to his square block to continue transcribing his minutes from
this morning 's budget meeting into an electronic mail to send out to all the
managers.

The rest of Einreb 's day was filled by reserving group discussion rooms for
upcoming meetings, calling Xerox to bespeak a technician for a belligerent
copier, and confirming that the cafeteria will dish out chocolate at tomorrow 's
executive luncheon.

Ever since his crust vesica surgical procedure a few days back, when he had
health check insurance at AT & T, Einreb sometimes has bouts of diarrhea at the
to the highest degree inconvenient times. Taking Imodium helped when he had program to do
something on a Saturday afternoon, but he did n't desire to be pendant on
pharmaceutic to live his day-by-day lifespan. That eve, about a 45
minutes into his commute, nearly half way plate, Einreb stopped into Truck
Stops of America along I-78 to use the men 's room.

After doing what he had to do, he browsed through the diminished truckers'
store for a few minutes. Like a quickie-mart, they sold snack and soda,
but they also sold truckers'log books, maps, CB radios, mud dither
depicting naked charwoman, and assorted other `` truck '' stuff. He excused
himself past the teamster browsing around, all big burly guy whom he
would n't want to piddle off.

When he arrived home, he was thrilled to suffer a phone message from a
recruiter who had found his resume on programmingjobs.com.

He called the recruiter back and, about 15 minute of arc later, had lined up
an interview with Unisys in Trenton the following day for a permanent
programming job with benefits.



With his interview case still freshly pressed, he called in sick, headed
down path 1 past the Quakerbridge Mall, and got off north of Trenton.



The HR managing director, Nerak Klov, met him in the lobby and showed him in to a
league room. She talked briefly about society benefits and such before
leaving to bring in the management team who would audience him.



The management team filed in and introduced themselves to Einreb. The
manager was Nylorac Nesredna, and the other members of the team were Ennayd
Yksnad, Ekim Sirrom, and Lav Veyilas.



Nylorac started by asking him what utility he would use to produce a VSAM
file.



'' Everyone knows that ! '' Einreb answered. `` You use IDCAMS. ``



Nylorac laughed and said, `` Not everyone knows that. ``



The technical foul questions were pretty basic, but the pressing was building
during his outset shot at a programming job in over a year.

'' What is the difference between a join and a union ? '' Ekim asked.

Einreb answered, `` A juncture takes two different tables and connects them
side-by-side, using keystone in each of the board to meet up corresponding
rows, to make one spacious mesa. An inner join only returns course where keystone
mates on both table, but an outer articulation regaining every row of both tables,
even if there 's no matching key on one table. '' He knew his answer was
somewhat imprecise and there was Thomas More to it than that, and he could go on
about left and right join, but he did n't want to name a error and say
something untimely, so he left it at that. Besides, labor union and junction are
really inefficient SQL, and no one hardly ever uses them if they can avail
it.

'' And what about a union ? '' Ekim persisted.

'' A union takes two tables with exchangeable feature and smokestack them
to realise one long table. '' Again, he knew the answer was somewhat imprecise.
nearly programmers would create a position of the tables and produce the JOIN or
uniting from the prospect rather than the tabular array itself, but anyone who knew DB2
would know what he meant.

Ekim continued asking about cursors, DML vs. DDL, SPUFI, DCLGEN, and
early facial expression of DB2 programming.



Then their focus changed to CICS question. His intellect froze when Ennayd
asked him what TRANID he would use to debug a CICS program. He knew the
answer. It was on the tip of his tongue. But all he could say was,
'' Sorry, my mind went blank. ``



Still, he knew that he had answered about of the technical question
correctly.



The personality questions came next. outset came the dreaded, `` Do you
prefer to work on alone or in a team ? '' question.



Einreb was a coder through and through. Like any self-respecting
techie eccentric person, he loved nothing better than to be given a set of
necessity, a deadline, and left alone to write in code. `` I love to work with
citizenry, '' he answered. `` I 've worked on enceinte teams, and I 've worked alone.
I work well either way. ``



'' What was your favorite appointment ? ``



That was easy. `` The time I was the last odd coder on a humble
undertaking as a result of downsizing. I was assigned to a director who knew
trivial about my project, so I met with my substance abuser, did package maintenance,
ran the everyday production hertz, and my desk telephone set was the helper line for the
system. ``



The questioning went on like that for about an hour, then they asked him
if he had any questions.



Of course, he wanted to ask them the really important question, like
how long the workday was, if they can wear blue jean to work, and how many
vacation days they got a year. But he knew better. `` What challenges will
I face on this assignment ? '' and `` Have you done a danger analytic thinking for the
work, and what eventuality have you identified ? ``



The consultation finally ended and they thanked each other for their time.



Einreb started his car and his eye suddenly brightened. He rolled down
his window and yelled out, `` CEDF ! '' as if the people on the 4th flooring of the
distant office construction could hear, while drawing odd stares from
passers-by on the sidewalk.



Upon returning dwelling house, he made a few change to the thank-you letters he
had already saved in his PC, printed them out, and dropped them in the
mail.



Upon arriving at work the postdate day, Noaj called over to Einreb from
her cube. `` Hey Einreb, can you number over for a instant ? ``



Thankful to take a break from figuring how many bagel he needed to
purchase order from the cafeteria for following calendar week 's department condition merging, Einreb
across the aisle. `` What 's up, Noaj ? ``

'' My TSO session 's locked up recalling an HSM 'd dataset ! Ever since
screen background Services re-imaged my PC to XP net calendar month, I lost my PA2 key ! They
say you 're ripe at this PC stuff too. Do you bonk how to get my PA2 key
back ? ``

'' I 'll try. Let me feature a bum, '' Einreb said.

Einreb had never used IBM master of ceremonies On Demand before, and he preferred
rumba, but he knew that these TN3270 emulator all worked much the Saame.
He clicked on EDIT, then PREFERENCES, then KEYBOARD. ``

'' I tried that, '' Noaj said, `` I do n't see any of the AID keys listed. ``

Einreb clicked on the drop down carte du jour under CATEGORIES and selected HOST
FUNCTIONS. He scrolled down the lean until he found PA1 and highlighted
the row. He pressed ALT and F1 together, but zilch happened. He rubbed
his chin and then clicked on ASSIGN KEY. Again he pressed ALT and F1
together and the key sequence appeared in the row for PA1. He repeated the
steps for PA2 and PA3.

He clicked on APPLY and ended out of the computer menu back to Noaj 's TSO
session. Pressing ALT and F2, he broke out of the HSM wait.

'' There ! ALT-F1 is your PA1 key, F2 is PA2, and so on. ``



'' Thanks Einreb ! You 're a life saver ! ``

'' No job, '' Einreb answered and went back to counting bagels.

# # #

After various days had passed, he sent an email to Nerak Klov asking her
if they had reached a determination yet.

Her reply the pursue day was that they had chosen another candidate.

He replied asking her for some feedback why he was passed over, and she
replied again saying that he was n't very strong technically.

'' damn ! '' Einreb said to his computer. `` I 'm as unattackable as anyone ! I 'm
just not a good salesman. ``

# # #

Several weeks passed without any further job steer when Mit Nahanahs,
his immediate supervisor at Guardian, stopped by his cubicle and asked to
see him privately.

Mit spoke in his thick London speech pattern, `` Einreb, we 've had some ill
from the mind of upkeep about the john. ``

'' What about the bath ? '' Einreb asked.

'' He says you 've left messes in the bathrooms on two occasions. ``

Einreb thought quick. There had been a few clip that his diarrhea
after an casual heavy tiffin had overwhelmed a lavatory in the men 's room
and caused it to overrun. But remembering advice that his attorney gave him
after the settlement of his frame-up by AT & T, he knew the full defense
against almost any accusal was all over demurrer. `` You 've got the incorrect
guy, Mit. I do n't have sex anything about any messes in the bathrooms ! ``

'' You were seen by the security guards on two social occasion leaving the
bathroom. The cleaning peeress complained, and the head of maintenance made a
big stink to Knarf. ``

'' But I do n't know anything about this ! What does the head of
maintenance have against me ? What did I ever do to him ? ``

'' If you were a regular employee, you 'd be capable to attract. But since
you 're a temporary, we have no alternative but to let you go. ``

'' What ! You ca n't be dangerous, Mit ! Over a toilet overflowing ? ``

'' I need your badge, Einreb. Please follow me out of the building. ``

In addition to heavy eating, stress also triggered his ailment. He
pulled into the Bloomsbury truck period on his way nursing home early that day.
Einreb pondered his plight while sitting on the throne. `` Could I sue
Guardian for violating the American With Disabilities Act ? I wonder if
lacking a resentment vesica counts as a effectual disability. With my luck, I bet
it does n't ! ca-ca ! ``

On his way out, he stopped at the Burger King counter and ordered a
Warren E. Burger and fries.

Making his way to the fiddling boom area, he took a seat and watched the
big rigs driving in and out of the truck stop through the plate trash windowpane
while he ate his Warren Burger. `` Well, '' he thought to himself, `` I have plenty of
meter to terminate playing anchor ring. Maybe I 'll stop at the shopping center on my way home
and pre-order Halo 2. ``

He felt conspicuously out of topographic point sitting among the grubby looking
guys, presumably all truck drivers. But he kept to himself while he
nibbled on his burger.

'' Hi there, '' a voice came from behind him.

Looking up from his Warren E. Burger, a magniloquent melanize woman was standing over him
carrying a tray. `` Want some company ? '' she asked.

'' Uhm, for sure, '' Einreb replied, quickly studying the muscular womanhood wearing
a gray coverall and heavy black work shoes.

Sitting down, she said, `` I 'm Tamila. ``

'' Einreb, '' Einreb said looking into her eyes and guessing that she was
about his age.

'' Do you know how many truckers it takes to change a light bulb ? '' she
asked.

'' Uh, '' Einreb stammered. `` No. ``

'' None. They pay lumpers to do it ! '' and let out a giggle.

'' Oh ? '' is all Einreb said.

She leaned forward and whispered, `` Hmm, you 're cute. ``

Einreb gasped, `` Really ? '' He picked a little teamster slang in the smattering
of times he had browsed through the truck driver'store, and wondered if she
was what they called a lot lizard.

'' Yeah, you 're the first guy I seen in here in a long clip what 's got all
his teeth, '' she whispered and laughed.

That was n't totally unfeigned, Einreb thought ; most of the truckers seemed to
be reasonably ordinary looking hombre. Though there was also More than a few
who seemed rather ailing, with a fair share of visibly missing teeth. At
that, Einreb took a closer smell at her. She was fairly attractive, though
not glamorous. And, yes, she had all her dentition, all pearly white. Her
whisker was in cornrows on the top, and hung down all in tress along the side
and back. `` Well, you 're pretty attractive yourself, '' Einreb said.

'' Thanks, '' she said. `` So what you drive ? ``

Einreb leaned back. `` driving ? Uhm, a Cadillac. Why ? ``

She let out a gaudy laugh. `` A Cadillac ? That 's a good one ! ``

'' What do you drive ? '' he asked.

'' A Volvo, '' she said with a smile.

'' Oh ? '' Einreb remembered considering between the Cadillac, BMW, Benz,
Volvo, and Lexus, when he bought his Cadillac. `` Volvos are really skillful. ``

'' Yup ! '' She said, `` The best ! And I only got 185,000 miles on it. ``

'' Oh ? So you 've had it for quite a few years then ! ``

'' Nope ! Bought it brand new end yr, '' she said, beaming with pride.

'' survive year ? '' Einreb choked back his amazement.

'' Yeah, got an Eaton-Fuller ten-speed and a Cummins 540 ... ''

Einreb was never one to trick out his cars, and so had no clue what she
was talking about.

'' ... and, '' she reached out and slid her index number finger down his hand toward
his finger's breadth, `` a replicate sleeper goby condo upstairs. ``

'' Oh ! '' Einreb stammered, finally catching on.

Finishing their burgers, Einreb was frantically trying to suppose of a way
to get out of there without causing a scene.

'' So, '' she said with a grin, `` your motortruck or mine ? ``

Einreb, having no motortruck, said, `` Your Volvo sounds good. ``

'' Then come on ! '' She grabbed his arm and practically pulled him through
the truck stop, into a hallway in the vertebral column, past a lounge where trucker
were watching a big-screen TV, and out into the parking lot in the back,
jam-packed with 18-wheelers.

She led him to a motortruck emblazoned with the logo of a gigantic woman
carrying a motortruck trailer on her binding like Atlas carrying the Earth. The
name under the logo said, `` Big Mutha Truckers. ``

'' Welcome to my place, '' Tamila said upon entering the cab of the truck,
whereupon she wrapped her coat of arms around Einreb and slammed her mouth against
his.

oral fissure to utter, Tamila pulled Einreb up into the sleeper situation up above
in the back of the cab. A short 9 '' TV hung down from the cap facing
the head of the bed.

Einreb did n't bonk where to begin. He had never been with such an
aggressive woman before. And he had never known many dim hoi polloi, let
alone had had a black girlfriend.

'' You 're shy ! '' she suddenly said as they fell into the bed overlooking
the Department of the Interior of the hand truck cab. `` That makes me so hot ! ``

Before Einreb had a chance to respond, she had unzipped her coverall down
to her bellybutton letting her bulbous breasts wiggle into view. Her nipples had
already swollen great than he had ever seen nipple be.

'' Like 'em ? '' she asked.

'' Yeah ! '' Einreb said. `` They do seem tasty ! ``

'' Then what you waiting for ? '' She leaned forward pressing him onto his
back and pressing one of her coal-black nipples tightly down against his
mouth.

Einreb sucked the immense nipple in his rima oris for all he was Worth, causing
it to swell even bigger.

A few moments later, she lifted her muscular chest up and lowered the
other tit to his mouth.

By then, she was laying on top of him. After he had teased her other
mamilla to swollen proportions she lifted up and said, `` So, you going to
show me what you got, or what ? ``

He was already harder than he had ever been in a farsighted time, and he hoped
she would be impressed, or at least not defeated. He sat up, pilled
off his shirt, kicked his shoes off, unbuckled his smash and started to overstretch
his lumper down.

'' Hurry up already ! '' she said. With a laugh, she added, `` I got to get my
encumbrance to Motown by tomorrow ! ``

Einreb pulled his lumper off, then she grabbed his BVD 's and finished
the job, letting his fellow member spring to care before her eyes.

'' Ohhhh ! '' she said with a grin and grabbed his pecker. She stroked it a
few clock time, and Einreb felt the pressing construction quickly. In another
second, he was going to explode into her hand.

She stopped, and kicked her shoe off, letting descent to the trading floor below,
then unzipped her coverall all the way off and tossed it down too.



She swung her naked mordant body onto his, with her ass over his head and
her header at his crotch, and settled onto him.

He gasped as she pressed her fumble against his mouth, squeezing his head
between her thigh, as she looked up directly into her deep dark black ass
crack hovering just above his case. Then he moaned when she plunged his
cock into her mouth. She took it all the way down her pharynx and began to
suction on it. Being well primed already, he let go, exploding deep into her
throat, with spasm after spasm.

She sucked him dry, then sat up, sitting on his face.

'' Now you eat me ! '' she commanded.

Her soaking cunt was pressing down directly against his oral fissure with the
power of the, not inconsequential, full weightiness of her body.

He began to lick slowly, then more forcefully. He was n't a summate dweeb,
and so knew his way around a charwoman. He licked up and down her slit, poking
his natural language up into her pussy, then down again to click her clit.

'' Oh ! Just do that ! '' she moaned.

He flicked her clit a few more times, then drew it into his lip,
sucking on it like a lollypop. He continued to wet-nurse it deeper and deeper,
while flicking, licking, and teasing it with his tongue.

'' Oh yes ! Oh yes ! '' she screamed.

Einreb continued, and was soon pay back with her quaking madly while
sitting on his face.

Einreb was about to exit out from holding his hint when she fell
forward again. She lay on him panting for a few moments, then crawled
around on top of him to lay back on him facing him.

'' God ! You know you 're good at that ? ``

'' Actually, '' he admitted, `` I 've been told by past girlfriends that I 'm
pretty good at giving question. ``

'' shucks right hand you are ! ``

Again, she leaned down and began to kiss him once more. They spent a
good five mo swapping spit and wrestling tongues when she lifted her
torso up and reached up into a compartment over the bed.

Einreb recognized the little parcel as she asked, `` ready for the thousand
finale ? Or do I need to get you hard again ? ``

'' It 's been a while, so I 'm difficult again right now. ``

'' So you are, '' she laughed, squeezing his laborious cock between her thighs.
'' You want to put it on, or me ? ``

Einreb smiled. `` You can put it on if you want. ``

'' Then hold your breath again, '' she said as she quickly swung her ass
around and sat on his typeface again.

The intensity of her weight unit bearing down on his face as she unrolled the
rubber onto his cock almost made him amount a second metre before she was
done. Fortunately, she put it on him quickly and lowered herself onto his
lap.

She grabbed his dick and slowly lowered herself onto him, guiding his
appendage into her pussy as she settled onto his lap.

feel himself deep inside her, he began to shove into her, lifting
her with each push, and even causing the massive hand truck to stir with each
thrust.

Once again, she drained him and then fell on top of him. For the tertiary
time, she planted her lips to his and sucked his lingua into her mouth.
They kissed a little more and then she rested her psyche on his berm.
'' just Night, lover. ``

'' trade good Nox, '' he answered, but she had already fallen asleep on top of
him.

# # #

Einreb awoke to the sounds of hand truck idling outside. The part about
'' eternal sleep two '' was a tad of an exaggeration. Tamila was still lying on top
of him when he awoke.

Tamila let out a yawn, kissed him, and leaned up, her sizable tit
jiggling in his font. `` morn, devotee ! ``

'' Let 's get the inspection out of the way before we go have breakfast,
okey ? ``

'' Sure. ``

'' avail me do my inspection, and we can give Thomas More fun before we go our
disjoined ways. okeh ? '' she asked.

'' Okay. ``

She slipped back into her coverall and climbed out of the tractor cab.
'' arrest my pasture brake lines and the fifth-wheel for me, while I check the back of
the dawdler. ``

The hand truck had 18 roulette wheel, and Einreb had no musical theme which one was the fifth.
At to the lowest degree, he saw her glance between the back of the cab and the front of
the trailer at the red, Amytal, and green coiled cables that connected the
truck together, so he climbed up and looked them over. The green cable's length
just pulled out of the sparking plug when he tugged on it, so he plugged it back in
snugly. The red and blueness cables were a piffling odd ; he managed to writhe one
off and realized that they were air hoses. He wondered why on worldly concern the
prevue had to be connected to the tractor with air hoses, but he twisted
the connected back on snugly. He did the like with the other, and they
seemed to be connected securely.

Tamila had walked around the laggard. `` startle the motortruck for me ? '' she
asked.

Einreb shrugged ; how hard could it be to just start a motortruck ? His
Beetle had a marijuana cigarette, so he knew how to start a standard. But man ! There
were more gauges than on a jet plane ! He wondered what the two big node
were for -- the red one shaped like a arrest augury, and the yellow diamond ;
they looked pretty of import so he figured it was best not to touch those.
He jiggled the stick teddy and wondered what the switch on the thickening was
for. He stepped on the bracken and the clutch and reached around the steering
column, but could n't find the key on the tower. Looking closely, he saw
the key hanging from a childlike keyhole under the dash. He turned the key,
but it only went one clink and would n't go any further. The truck did n't
starting line. And some alarum started buzzing loudly.

Tamila climbed in the rider side. `` Something wrongfulness ? ``

'' Look, Tamila. I got to tell you something. ``

'' What ? ``

'' I 'm not a hand truck number one wood. I just stopped in to the hand truck stopover yesterday
to get a burger at BK. I have n't a hint about trucks. ``

'' Oh ? Then what do you do ? ``



'' I 'm a coder. ``

'' Yeah ? Where ? ``

'' Well, do you desire the altogether account ? ``

'' I 'm all spike, kale ! ``



'' I started at a company called troll up in Mahwah. I refused to do
drugs at a party at this guy 's theater after work, and when he got promoted,
he fired me. ``

'' Shit ! ``

'' Then I worked at AT & T in Piscataway until I complained about some
office hazing. ``

'' threefold shit ! ``



'' Then I got a clerical job at protector out in Bethlehem ; but I got fired
because I had diarrhea a few hebdomad ago, and the cleaning lady complained
about me causing the potty to overflow. ``

'' Man ! talk about a hard luck tale ! Hey ! So you know what
discrimination flavor like now ! ``

'' wellspring, I guess your right. I guess I do. ``

'' Going to sue the by-blow ? I ai n't no attorney, but what that conclusion
troupe did was definitely against the ADA ! ``

'' Yeah, maybe. But I do n't require to wager victim or sue anyone. I just
want to put it behind me. ``

'' So what you going to do now ? ``

'' I was on my way home to sign up up to collect unemployment, that 's what. ``

'' I got 's a expert musical theme than that ! ``

'' What ? ``

'' Ride with me ! ``

'' Ride with you ? ``

'' Yeah ! ``

'' You mean, in a truck ? This truck ? ``

'' Sure ! Lots of the great unwashed team up. take a leak more money that way ! ``

'' But I do n't cognise how to drive a hand truck ! ``

'' Then I 'll teach you. It ai n't hard. '' She paused and added, `` Well,
double-clutching while downshifting 's a cunt, but I 'll do all the alley
work until you get good at it. And you do n't got to put up with no
incorporated bullshit no more ! C'mon ! ``



'' Well, OK. If I can hook my XBOX up to your TV in the back, you got
yourself a partner ! ``

'' Yeehaw ! Let 's planetary house the deal with a kiss. ``

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