Einreb parked his trivial xanthous Beetle in front line of round Associates'
Lethbridge building in Mahwah and made his way to his stall, as he had
done nearly every workday for the past times 10 years.

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

'' Morning Einreb ! '' Yrral called back.

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

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

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

Einreb poked his headspring into Yrral 's regular hexahedron, `` 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 cube. `` Hi Tneci ! You got the wall
textures for devil Maze for me ? ``

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

Einreb booted up his calculator and began to merge the artist 's graphics
with his assembler code when Evets popped into Einreb 's cube, handing
Einreb a floppy magnetic disk. `` Here 's the background Midi for the boss combat. ``

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

'' Morning everyone ! '' Gerg said.

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

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

'' Hey Gerg ! '' Einreb called out. `` That 's three-for-three now. Three beat
concerts and three wrecked motorcar in the past times 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 turn for a troupe that mass 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 deliver been recruited by
trolling before he even graduated from Orange County Community College 10
years ago. Though graduating with Honors and on the Dean 's lean did n't
hurt either.

That the receptionist announced the startle of work, breaks, lunch, and
end of day, was a joke among the professional stave. Still, it was a not bad
working environment. Most of the clock time, it was very laid-back. Though
things heated up as year-end ship-dates approached. Still, writing
figurer games for a keep trusted beat cranking out business report card and
statistical analysis that was the norm of most programmers. head-shrinker
often called him nearly every nighttime trying to lure him into taking a
higher-paying central processor COBOL job at UPS, A & P, or BMW. He always politely
refused. `` COBOL ? Ugh ! ``

He and Yrral often played Flight Simulator in linked mood during tiffin
60 minutes together. And it was a running joke how Gerg Xeurt always wrecked
his car coming home from Grateful Dead concerts.

being a young group, the guys often invited each early to their bachelor
inkpad for parties.

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

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

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

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

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

'' You guys savour ! Do n't mind me ! '' Einreb replied.

As it was, the political party ended early and Einreb headed home in his yellowed
bug.

Autumn was well under way when Yrral was promoted to marketing Analyst,
and Gerg was promoted to handle the plot maturation group.



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

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

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

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

Rather than labor menage and then drive back to work again in a few 60 minutes,
Einreb curled up on the floor under his desk and fell asleep.

When Gerg came to Einreb 's cubicle at 4:45 on the watch over Friday,
Einreb had a bad spirit. Whenever someone got fired from Troll, it was
always at 4:45 on a Friday.

'' Einrneb, '' Gerg started.

'' What, Gerg ? ``

'' I 'm sorry to state you, but we had a encounter with Yrral and got favourable reception
from Mr. and Mrs Retcehcs, and have decided that we no longer need your
services. ``

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

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

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

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

# # #

'' I did n't do it ! '' Einreb pounded on the tabular array in the question room
at the Piscataway police station.

'' We have several witnesses who overheard you make a terrorist terror
this sunup, '' police detective Llemtrac sneered back.

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

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



'' wellspring, yes. But they tricked me ! I did n't realize they were steering
the conversation to trick me into using the'b'word until the police
showed up at my house ! I was so closing curtain to saving the princess in super
Mario globe, 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 detective demanded.

'' Dnanidref. He 's the manager of another development group in the
department. I never worked under him, but we were variety of Friend. I had
asked him to see if he could do something about the Birthday Beatings. ``

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



'' Mij Htims ? He was in on the hazing as must as the residue of the bunch !
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 eyes. `` If you 're
making accusal at your manager to get out of this, you 're gon na be in
even bounteous trouble ! ``



'' Then sacrifice me a lie detector trial, that 'll prove I 'm telling the trueness ! ``




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

'' No. ``

'' Do you own any throttle ? ``

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

spleen Tnaf and Adnil Regnettip, the executive management team of the
variance, were there and slowly interpret the report handed to him by the
detective. `` Do you know evacuating the edifice this morning monetary value AT & T
over $ 100,000 ? ``

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



'' You 're suspended until far card, '' is all he said in reply.

'' I gave five years of my life history to AT & T, spleen ! I deserve better treatment
than this ! ``

The suit turned his spinal column and left, and corporate security escorted
Einreb out.



Einreb cried all through the Night. Six bottles worth of Nytol anovulatory drug
sat, uneaten, in a big pile on his night table. He did n't even get a
chance to say `` goodbye '' to Airam. Being a shy lone wolf, she was the faithful
he had to a intimately champion, whom he went out to lunch with once a week or so.
Had she not been married, he often wondered if their friendly relationship could make
turned into something more ...

Eventually, though, things improved. His suspension ended and he
returned to work at AT & T, but assigned to a different department. to the highest degree of
the citizenry he had known before had been laid off that portentous day. `` full
expulsion ! '' he thought of nearly of them -- though he never got up the courage
to call Airam back again, nor did she ever call him. A few people asked
him if he really did it and what it was like to be arrested, despite
promises from Lein Tnaf that his privacy would be protected.

He even bumped into his former district handler, Yrrab Remmir who
commented, `` As a Christian, I believe AT & T did the right 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 corporate biography, Einreb continued to do his job. However, he
did n't crap it through the next cycle of layoffs that AT & T held five days
later. Largely, he suspected, because of the lawsuit he had brought
against AT & T for the Birthday Beating hazing and for his false arrest.

# # #

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

( Just hold on ! It 's coming ! )

# # # #

After being unemployed for nearly a year, and beating metal train Solid,
and final examination fantasy VII and VIII, Einreb had found a clerical job at guardian
Life through Kelly Services.

A few weeks earlier, Knarf Ollurec, the department head, offered him the
job immediately at the last of the interview, and he accepted it.
The two-hour commute to Bethlehem was horrendous, but at to the lowest degree he was doing
a lift commute from Piscataway to Pennsylvania along I-78. The traffic
in the opposite direction crawled toward New York in the morning time, and
crawled back toward Penn in the even, but for Einreb traffic was
light except for the occasional big rig pulling out of the hand truck stops that
lined the expressway.

Einreb parked his big white Cadillac DeVille behind the Guardian
building 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 course converged toward the entryway of
the function, `` Nice car ! How 's a clerk afford a Cadillac ? ``

As character of the resolution agreement, Einreb is n't allowed to spill about
his settlement with AT & T ( but Einreb 's ally are : - ), so he just told a
dissimilar the true, `` I got a dear severance bundle from AT & T. ``

Once inside, Einreb and Nairb went their severalise commission 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 find special characters in SPF edit again ? ``



'' character F P'.' . ``



'' Thanks ! ``



'' No problem. ``

At body of work, the computer programmer around him had discovered that his 10 eld of
mainframe programming experience at AT & T, and 20 class programming boilersuit,
came in handy when they needed to know some esoteric particular about ISPF,
COBOL, PL/1, JCL, VSAM, DB/2 or CICS.



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



'' What 's up, Rehtse ? ``



'' Do you know an slow way to insert sequence turn into a level file ? ``



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



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



'' You could always use Syncsort. ``



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



'' Sure you can ! I 've done it plenty of clip to construct test data. ``



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



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



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



As a salesclerk, Einreb did n't have a TSO ID. `` Let me sit at your pole
for a present moment, and I 'll evince you how. ``



'' I do n't really give birth time for this, Einreb, '' Rehtse said. `` But suit
yourself. ``



Einreb sat at Rehtse 's pole and typed the accompany JCL into a
penis 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. `` variety the start and INCR values to fit your
needs, put a JOB card on it, put some trial data in SORTIN, print the output
file with a GENER, and run it. ``

Einreb returned to his block to continue transcribing his minutes from
this good morning 's budget get together into an email to send out to all the
managers.

The rest of Einreb 's day was filled by reserving league elbow room for
upcoming meetings, calling xerox copy to call for a technician for a belligerent
copier, and confirming that the cafeteria will serve coffee bean at tomorrow 's
executive luncheon.

Ever since his gall bladder operation a few yr back, when he had
medical policy at AT & T, Einreb sometimes has bouts of diarrhea at the
most inconvenient times. Taking Imodium helped when he had programme to do
something on a Sabbatum afternoon, but he did n't desire to be dependent on
pharmaceuticals to live his day-after-day life. That evening, about a 45
minutes into his commute, nearly half way home, Einreb stopped into truck
stopover of America along I-78 to use the men 's room.

After doing what he had to do, he browsed through the small trucker'
memory board for a few minutes. Like a quickie-mart, they sold snacks and sal soda,
but they also sold truck driver'log books, maps, CB radios, mud flaps
depicting naked women, and assorted former `` truck '' stuff. He excused
himself past the truck driver browsing around, all big burly guys whom he
would n't want to piss off.

When he arrived home, he was thrilled to have a telephone message from a
recruiter who had found his sketch on programmingjobs.com.

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



With his consultation causa still freshly pressed, he called in sick, headed
down Route 1 past the Quakerbridge shopping mall, and got off Frederick North of Trenton.



The HR managing director, Nerak Klov, met him in the pressure group and showed him in to a
conference room. She talked briefly about companionship benefit and such before
leaving to lend in the management team who would interview him.



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



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



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



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



The technological questions were pretty staple, but the pressure was building
during his first-class honours degree guess at a programming job in over a year.

'' What is the difference between a juncture and a spousal relationship ? '' Ekim asked.

Einreb answered, `` A juncture takes two unlike tables and connects them
side-by-side, using keys in each of the mesa to equalize up corresponding
rows, to make one wide table. An inner join only returns dustup where keys
match on both tabular array, but an outer join returns every row of both tables,
even if there 's no matching key on one table. '' He knew his result was
somewhat imprecise and there was more to it than that, and he could go on
about left wing and right juncture, but he did n't want to make a mistake and say
something wrongly, so he left it at that. Besides, unions and joins are
really ineffective SQL, and no one hardly ever uses them if they can help
it.

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

'' A union takes two tables with similar characteristics and stacks them
to piss one long table. '' Again, he knew the answer was somewhat imprecise.
Most programmers would make a VIEW of the tables and create the articulation or
UNION from the VIEW rather than the table itself, but anyone who knew DB2
would sleep together what he meant.

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



Then their focus changed to CICS questions. His mind froze when Ennayd
asked him what TRANID he would use to debug a CICS political platform. He knew the
answer. It was on the tip of his glossa. But all he could say was,
'' Sorry, my brain went space. ``



Still, he knew that he had answered most of the technical interrogative
correctly.



The personality questions came side by side. low gear came the dreaded, `` Do you
prefer to figure out alone or in a team ? '' question.



Einreb was a software engineer through and through. Like any self-respectful
tekki eccentric person, he loved nothing better than to be given a set of
essential, a deadline, and left alone to encipher. `` I love to forge with
the great unwashed, '' he answered. `` I 've worked on large team, and I 've worked alone.
I work well either way. ``



'' What was your favourite appointment ? ``



That was well-to-do. `` The sentence I was the last stay computer programmer on a small
task as a result of downsizing. I was assigned to a manager who knew
little about my labor, so I met with my users, did computer software maintenance,
ran the daily output cycle, and my desk phone was the assist melody for the
arrangement. ``



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 authoritative questions, like
how long the workday was, if they can fatigue blue jean to work, and how many
vacation days they got a year. But he knew better. `` What challenges will
I face on this appointment ? '' and `` Have you done a risk depth psychology for the
work, and what contingency have you identified ? ``



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



Einreb started his car and his eyes suddenly brightened. He rolled down
his window and yelled out, `` CEDF ! '' as if the people on the 4th base of the
removed role construction could hear, while drawing curious stares from
passer on the sidewalk.



Upon returning home, he made a few variety 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 following day, Noaj called over to Einreb from
her cube. `` Hey Einreb, can you get along over for a second ? ``



Thankful to bring a break from figuring how many bagels he needed to
order from the cafeteria for next week 's section status meeting, Einreb
across the aisle. `` What 's up, Noaj ? ``

'' My TSO academic term 's locked up recalling an HSM 'd dataset ! Ever since
screen background Services re-imaged my PC to XP live month, I lost my PA2 key ! They
say you 're goodness at this PC poppycock too. Do you get it on how to get my PA2 key
back ? ``

'' I 'll try. Let me have a seat, '' Einreb said.

Einreb had never used IBM Host On Demand before, and he preferred
Rumba, but he knew that these TN3270 emulators all worked much the Saami.
He clicked on EDIT, then PREFERENCES, then KEYBOARD. ``

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

Einreb clicked on the drop down fare under family and selected HOST
part. He scrolled down the listing until he found PA1 and highlighted
the row. He pressed ALT and F1 together, but nothing happened. He rubbed
his Kuki-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 card 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 respective daylight had passed, he sent an email to Nerak Klov asking her
if they had reached a decision yet.

Her reply the keep up 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 hard technically.

'' Damn ! '' Einreb said to his computing machine. `` I 'm as impregnable as anyone ! I 'm
just not a good salesman. ``

# # #

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

Mit spoke in his thick capital of the United Kingdom speech pattern, `` Einreb, we 've had some complaints
from the heading of care about the lav. ``

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

'' He says you 've left mess hall in the bathrooms on two social occasion. ``

Einreb thought quick. There had been a few fourth dimension that his looseness of the bowels
after an episodic heavy lunch had overwhelmed a toilet in the men 's room
and caused it to overflow. But remembering advice that his attorney gave him
after the settlement of his setup by AT & T, he knew the Charles Herbert Best defense
against almost any accusation was double-dyed demurrer. `` You 've got the wrong
guy, Mit. I do n't know anything about any jam in the bathrooms ! ``

'' You were seen by the security guards on two affair leaving the
can. The cleansing lady complained, and the head of sustainment made a
big stink to Knarf. ``

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

'' If you were a veritable employee, you 'd be capable to appeal. But since
you 're a temp, we have no choice but to let you go. ``

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

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

In addition to heavy eating, tenseness also triggered his ailment. He
pulled into the Bloomsbury truck stop on his way nursing home early that day.
Einreb pondered his plight while sitting on the pot. `` Could I sue
shielder for violating the Americans With Disabilities Act ? I wonder if
lacking a rancor bladder counts as a sound disability. With my hazard, I bet
it does n't ! Shit ! ``

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

Making his way to the piddling boom surface area, he took a hind end and watched the
big rigs drive in and out of the truck end through the home plate glass windowpane
while he ate his burger. `` Well, '' he thought to himself, `` I have batch of
fourth dimension to complete playing ring. Maybe I 'll block up at the shopping center on my way home
and pre-order gloriole 2. ``

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

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

Looking up from his burger, a magniloquent blacken cleaning lady was standing over him
carrying a tray. `` Want some ship's company ? '' she asked.

'' Uhm, sure, '' Einreb replied, quickly studying the muscular woman wearing
a gray coverall and toilsome black-market body of work shoes.

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

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

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

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

'' None. They pay stevedore 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 piddling truck driver slang in the handful
of time he had browsed through the trucker'store, and wondered if she
was what they called a lot lizard.

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

That was n't totally true, Einreb thought ; well-nigh of the truckers seemed to
be reasonably ordinary bicycle looking guy rope. Though there was also more than a few
who seemed rather sickly, with a fair share of visibly missing dentition. At
that, Einreb took a finisher look at her. She was fairly attractive, though
not glamourous. And, yes, she had all her teeth, all pearly White person. Her
fuzz was in cornrows on the top, and hung down all in plait along the side
and back. `` Well, you 're fairly attractive yourself, '' Einreb said.

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

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

She let out a loud jest. `` A Cadillac ? That 's a respectable 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 decent. ``

'' Yup ! '' She said, `` The upright ! And I only got 185,000 sea mile on it. ``

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

'' Nope ! Bought it brand new last year, '' she said, beaming with pride.

'' Last yr ? '' Einreb choked back his amazement.

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

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

'' ... and, '' she reached out and slid her index finger down his hand toward
his fingers, `` a forked sleeper condo upstairs. ``

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

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

'' So, '' she said with a grinning, `` your truck or mine ? ``

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

'' Then come on ! '' She grabbed his arm and practically pulled him through
the truck full stop, into a hallway in the book binding, past a waiting room where truck driver
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 truck emblazoned with the logo of a gigantic woman
carrying a truck dawdler on her dorsum like telamon carrying the dry land. The
name under the logotype said, `` Big Mutha truck driver. ``

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

Mouth to talk, Tamila pulled Einreb up into the sleeper situation up above
in the back of the cab. A niggling 9 '' TV hung down from the roof facing
the head of the bed.

Einreb did n't know where to begin. He had never been with such an
aggressive woman before. And he had never known many black people, let
alone had had a Joseph Black girlfriend.

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

Before Einreb had a chance to react, she had unzipped her coverall down
to her belly button letting her bulbous breasts wiggle into horizon. Her nipples had
already swollen bighearted than he had ever seen tit be.

'' Like 'em ? '' she asked.

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

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

Einreb sucked the huge mamilla in his sassing for all he was worth, causing
it to swell even bigger.

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

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

He was already operose than he had ever been in a recollective time, and he hoped
she would be impressed, or at least not disappointed. He sat up, pilled
off his shirt, kicked his place off, unbuckled his bang and started to pull
his stevedore down.

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

Einreb pulled his Dockers off, then she grabbed his BVD 's and finished
the job, letting his appendage spring to attention before her eyes.

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

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



She swung her naked black body onto his, with her ass over his principal and
her head at his genitals, and settled onto him.

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

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

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

Her soaking snatch was pressing down directly against his oral fissure with the
force of the, not inconsequent, fully weightiness of her body.

He began to work out slowly, then more forcefully. He was n't a total swot,
and so knew his way around a cleaning woman. He licked up and down her slit, poking
his tongue up into her pussy, then down again to flick her clit.

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

He flicked her clitoris a few More times, then drew it into his rima oris,
sucking on it like a lollypop. He continued to suck it mystifying and deeply,
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 pass out from holding his breathing space when she fell
forward again. She lay on him panting for a few mo, 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 girlfriend that I 'm
pretty good at giving capitulum. ``

'' darn right you are ! ``

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

Einreb recognized the footling packet as she asked, `` set up for the gilded
finale ? Or do I need to get you hard again ? ``

'' It 's been a spell, so I 'm heavy again right now. ``

'' So you are, '' she laughed, squeezing his unvoiced 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 face again.

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

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

tactual sensation himself deep inside her, he began to thrust into her, lifting
her with each thrust, and even causing the massive truck to shake with each
thrust.

Once again, she drained him and then fell on top of him. For the third
clock time, she planted her lips to his and sucked his tongue into her mouthpiece.
They kissed a picayune more and then she rested her mind on his shoulder.
'' Good night, devotee. ``

'' near nighttime, '' he answered, but she had already fallen asleep on top of
him.

# # #

Einreb awoke to the sounds of trucks idling exterior. The parting about
'' nap 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 plenteous breasts
jiggling in his face. `` Morning, lover ! ``

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

'' Sure. ``

'' supporter me do my review, and we can have Sir Thomas More fun before we go our
reprint ways. O.K. ? '' she asked.

'' Okay. ``

She slipped back into her coverall and climbed out of the tractor cab.
'' Check my brake furrow and the fifth-wheel for me, while I check the back of
the trailer. ``

The truck had 18 cycle, and Einreb had no musical theme which one was the fifth.
At least, he saw her glance between the back of the cab and the front of
the trailer at the red, wild blue yonder, and honey oil coiled line that connected the
truck together, so he climbed up and looked them over. The immature transmission line
just pulled out of the plug when he tugged on it, so he plugged it back in
snugly. The red and drab cable were a short odd ; he managed to wrestle one
off and realized that they were air hosiery. He wondered why on earth the
preview had to be connected to the tractor with air hoses, but he twisted
the connected back on snugly. He did the same with the other, and they
seemed to be connected securely.

Tamila had walked around the preview. `` showtime the hand truck for me ? '' she
asked.

Einreb shrugged ; how hard could it be to just pop a truck ? His
Beetle had a marijuana cigarette, so he knew how to start a standard. But man ! There
were more gage than on a jet plane ! He wondered what the two big knobs
were for -- the red one shaped like a stop sign, and the yellowed diamond ;
they looked pretty important so he figured it was best not to touch those.
He jiggled the stick geological fault 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 chromatography column. Looking closely, he saw
the key dangling from a elementary keyhole under the dash. He turned the key,
but it only went one click and would n't go any further. The truck did n't
startle. And some alarm started buzzing loudly.

Tamila climbed in the passenger side. `` Something haywire ? ``

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

'' What ? ``

'' I 'm not a motortruck device driver. I just stopped in to the motortruck stop yesterday
to get a Warren Burger at BK. I have n't a clue about hand truck. ``

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



'' I 'm a software engineer. ``

'' Yeah ? Where ? ``

'' fountainhead, do you need the whole news report ? ``

'' I 'm all pinna, gelt ! ``



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

'' Shit ! ``

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

'' Double shit ! ``



'' Then I got a clerical job at defender out in Bethlehem ; but I got fired
because I had diarrhea a few weeks ago, and the cleansing gentlewoman complained
about me causing the toilets to brim over. ``

'' Man ! lecture about a punishing luck storey ! Hey ! So you know what
favouritism look like now ! ``

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

'' Going to sue the bastard ? I ai n't no lawyer, but what that last
company did was definitely against the ADA ! ``

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

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

'' I was on my way base to signal up to compile unemployment, that 's what. ``

'' I got 's a unspoiled estimate than that ! ``

'' What ? ``

'' Ride with me ! ``

'' Ride with you ? ``

'' Yeah ! ``

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

'' certain ! dozens of people team up. Make more money that way ! ``

'' But I do n't have it away how to drive a truck ! ``

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



'' fountainhead, okay. If I can hook my XBOX up to your TV in the spinal column, you got
yourself a partner ! ``

'' Yeehaw ! Let 's signboard the quite a little with a candy kiss. ``

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