Einreb parked his niggling white-livered beetle in front of Troll associate'
Lethbridge building in Mahwah and made his way to his cubicle, as he had
done nearly every workday for the by 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 instant, '' the boss said.

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

Einreb poked his head 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 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 computing device and began to merge the creative person 's graphics
with his assembly program code when Evets popped into Einreb 's cube, handing
Einreb a floppy magnetic disk. `` Here 's the desktop musical instrument digital interface for the boss fight. ``

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

'' Morning everyone ! '' Gerg said.

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

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

'' Hey Gerg ! '' Einreb called out. `` That 's three-for-three now. Three Dead
concerts and three bust up railcar in the past year. Maybe there 's a figure
there you can do something about ... ''



'' Shut up ! '' Gerg sneered back.



Einreb loved his job as a electronic computer secret plan software engineer for troll. Sometimes
he longed to forge for a companionship that citizenry actually heard of, like Atari
or Activision, who made plot for the Atari 2600 that hoi polloi actually
wanted to buy. Still, he counted himself lucky to have been recruited by
round before he even graduated from Orange River County Community College 10
long time ago. Though graduating with Honors and on the Dean 's list did n't
hurt either.

That the receptionist announced the first of piece of work, breaks, lunch, and
end of day, was a prank among the professional person stave. Still, it was a great
working environment. Most of the metre, it was very laid-back. Though
matter heated up as year-end ship-dates approached. Still, writing
reckoner biz for a living trusted beat cranking out business sector composition and
statistical depth psychology that was the norm of near programmers. headhunter
often called him nearly every Night trying to lure him into taking a
higher-paying mainframe computer COBOL job at UPS, A & P, or BMW. He always politely
refused. `` COBOL ? Ugh ! ``

He and Yrral often played trajectory Simulator in yoke mode during lunch
hour together. And it was a running laugh how Gerg Xeurt always wrecked
his cars coming rest home from Grateful Dead concerts.

Being a Loretta Young radical, the guy rope often invited each former to their bachelor
inking pad for parties.

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

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

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

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

'' Oh, amount on ! One joint is n't going to offend ! '' Evets insisted.

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

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

fall was well under way when Yrral was promoted to marketing psychoanalyst,
and Gerg was promoted to manage the game exploitation group.



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

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

Einreb continued to run compiles and run. `` shit ! ``

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

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

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

'' Einrneb, '' Gerg started.

'' What, Gerg ? ``

'' I 'm blue to tell you, but we had a meeting with Yrral and got approval
from Mr. and Mrs Retcehcs, and have decided that we no longer need your
servicing. ``

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

'' That has nothing to do with it. ``

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

'' Clean out your desk and come with me, Einreb ! ``

# # #

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

'' We have several witnesses who overheard you make a terrorist threat
this morning, '' investigator Llemtrac sneered back.

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

'' But you did advert a bomb. ``



'' Well, yes. But they tricked me ! I did n't realize they were steering
the conversation to pull a fast one on me into using the'b'countersign until the police
showed up at my household ! 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 natal day drubbing to Dref ... ''



'' Who ? '' the tec demanded.

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

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



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

The investigator leaned forward and stared into Einreb 's middle. `` If you 're
making accusal at your manager to get out of this, you 're gon na be in
even bigger hassle ! ``



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




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

'' No. ``

'' Do you own any guns ? ``

The detective grilled Einreb on and on and finally left him alone in the
interrogation way for another one-half hour, then drove him back to the AT & T
construction and turned him over to corporal security.

Lien Tnaf and Adnil Regnettip, the executive management squad of the
part, were there and slowly interpret the report handed to him by the
tec. `` Do you live evacuating the building this morning toll AT & T
over $ 100,000 ? ``

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



'' You 're suspended until further observation, '' is all he said in reply.

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

The wooing turned his back and left hand, and corporate security measures escorted
Einreb out.



Einreb cried all through the Nox. Six bottles worth of Nytol pills
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 hand, she was the airless
he had to a effective 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 have
turned into something more ...

Eventually, though, matter improved. His temporary removal ended and he
returned to work at AT & T, but assigned to a dissimilar department. well-nigh of
the people he had known before had been laid off that calamitous day. `` Good
riddance ! '' he thought of nigh of them -- though he never got up the courage
to holler 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 quondam territory Manager, Yrrab Remmir who
commented, `` As a Christian, I believe AT & T did the decent thing. individual
who ca n't go along with some wide-eyed office hazing fun without being a
whistle-blower about it deserves to die. ``

Hardened to incarnate life, Einreb continued to do his job. However, he
did n't make it through the next cycle 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 drubbing hazing and for his pretended arrest.

# # #

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

( Just bind on ! It 's coming ! )

# # # #

After being unemployed for nearly a year, and beating Metal Gear solid state,
and Final Fantasy VII and octad, Einreb had found a clerical job at guardian
biography through Kelly Services.

A few calendar week earlier, Knarf Ollurec, the department oral sex, offered him the
job immediately at the finis of the interview, and he accepted it.
The two-hour commute to Bethlehem-Judah was horrendous, but at least he was doing
a revoke commute from Piscataway to Pennsylvania along I-78. The traffic
in the inverse direction crawled toward New York in the morning, and
crawled back toward Keystone State in the eve, but for Einreb traffic was
light except for the periodic big rig pulling out of the motortruck stops that
lined the expressway.

Einreb parked his big lily-white Cadillac DeVille behind the protector
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 course converged toward the entryway of
the role, `` decent car ! How 's a clerk afford a Cadillac ? ``

As part of the settlement arrangement, Einreb is n't allowed to peach about
his small town with AT & T ( but Einreb 's friends are : - ), so he just told a
different accuracy, `` I got a well severance software program from AT & T. ``

Once inside, Einreb and Nairb went their separate 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 happen special role in SPF edit again ? ``



'' type F P'.' . ``



'' Thanks ! ``



'' No problem. ``

At work, the programmers around him had discovered that his 10 class of
central processor programming experience at AT & T, and 20 years programming boilers suit,
came in ready to hand when they needed to be intimate some esoteric contingent 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 soft way to insert episode numbers into a flavourless file ? ``



'' Sure, you can do that with ISPF. Just edit the file cabinet, turn bit modal value
on, then turn it off again. ``



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



'' You could always use Syncsort. ``



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



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



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



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



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



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



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



Einreb sat at Rehtse 's depot and typed the accompany 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. `` modification the START and INCR time value to suit your
needs, put a JOB card on it, put some psychometric test data in SORTIN, print the output
data file with a GENER, and run it. ``

Einreb returned to his third power to go forward transcribing his moment from
this morning 's budget meeting into an email to send out to all the
managers.

The rest period of Einreb 's day was filled by reserving conference rooms for
upcoming meeting, calling Xerox to request a technician for a belligerent
copier, and confirming that the cafeteria will attend coffee at tomorrow 's
executive luncheon.

Ever since his resentment bladder surgery a few old age back, when he had
medical checkup insurance at AT & T, Einreb sometimes has bout of diarrhea at the
most inconvenient clip. Taking Imodium helped when he had plans to do
something on a Saturday afternoon, but he did n't want to be dependent on
pharmaceuticals to live his day-to-day life story. That evening, about a 45
min into his commute, nearly half way dwelling, Einreb stopped into hand truck
boodle of America along I-78 to use the men 's room.

After doing what he had to do, he browsed through the minor truck driver'
store for a few minutes. Like a quickie-mart, they sold snacks and soda ash,
but they also sold trucker'log books, map, CB radios, mud flap
depicting nude womanhood, and assorted early `` hand truck '' clobber. He excused
himself past the teamster browsing around, all big burly guys whom he
would n't want to pass water off.

When he arrived home base, he was thrilled to have got a phone message from a
recruiter who had found his CV on programmingjobs.com.

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



With his audience suit still freshly pressed, he called in sick, headed
down route 1 past the Quakerbridge shopping centre, and got off north of Trenton.



The HR coach, Nerak Klov, met him in the lobby and showed him in to a
conference elbow room. She talked briefly about company benefits and such before
leaving to convey in the management squad who would interview him.



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



Nylorac started by asking him what public utility company 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 technological questions were pretty basic, but the pressure was building
during his maiden shot at a programming job in over a year.

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

Einreb answered, `` A joint takes two dissimilar board and connects them
side-by-side, using keys in each of the tables to fit up corresponding
rows, to throw one all-inclusive table. An inside union only returns rows where winder
mate on both mesa, but an outer juncture tax return every row of both mesa,
even if there 's no matching key on one table. '' He knew his solvent was
somewhat imprecise and there was more to it than that, and he could go on
about left hand and right sum, but he did n't want to make up a fault and say
something legal injury, so he left it at that. Besides, unions and joins are
really inefficient SQL, and no one hardly ever uses them if they can serve
it.

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

'' A union takes two tables with similar feature and dozens them
to make one long tabular array. '' Again, he knew the answer was somewhat imprecise.
Most coder would create a prospect of the tables and create the JOIN or
sum from the aspect rather than the table itself, but anyone who knew DB2
would know what he meant.

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



Then their focus changed to CICS question. His nous 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 spit. But all he could say was,
'' Sorry, my nous went blank. ``



Still, he knew that he had answered nigh of the technical motion
correctly.



The personality interrogative sentence came side by side. First came the dreaded, `` Do you
prefer to go alone or in a team ? '' question.



Einreb was a programmer through and through. Like any dignified
techie eccentric person, he loved cypher better than to be given a set of
demand, a deadline, and left alone to code. `` I love to work with
citizenry, '' he answered. `` I 've worked on large teams, and I 've worked alone.
I work well either way. ``



'' What was your favorite assignment ? ``



That was promiscuous. `` The clip I was the terminal remaining programmer on a small
task as a result of curtailment. 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 production cycle, and my desk phone was the help subscriber 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 questions, like
how long the workday was, if they can fall apart jean to form, and how many
vacation mean solar day they got a year. But he knew better. `` What challenges will
I face on this assignment ? '' and `` Have you done a risk depth psychology for the
work, and what contingence have you identified ? ``



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



Einreb started his car and his heart suddenly brightened. He rolled down
his windowpane and yelled out, `` CEDF ! '' as if the citizenry on the 4th floor of the
distant office building could hear, while drawing curious stares from
passer-by on the sidewalk.



Upon returning habitation, he made a few modification 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 come over for a second ? ``



Thankful to take a break of serve from figuring how many bagel he needed to
ordering from the cafeteria for next hebdomad 's department position meeting, Einreb
across the gangway. `` What 's up, Noaj ? ``

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

'' I 'll try. Let me take a rump, '' Einreb said.

Einreb had never used IBM legion On Demand before, and he preferred
rhumba, 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 Francis Scott Key listed. ``

Einreb clicked on the drop curtain down menu under family and selected boniface
routine. He scrolled down the list until he found PA1 and highlighted
the row. He pressed ALT and F1 together, but nothing happened. He rubbed
his Kuki and then clicked on ASSIGN KEY. Again he pressed ALT and F1
together and the key episode appeared in the row for PA1. He repeated the
gradation for PA2 and PA3.

He clicked on APPLY and ended out of the carte 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 biography saver ! ``

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

# # #

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

Her reply the following 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 stiff technically.

'' shucks ! '' Einreb said to his calculator. `` I 'm as hard as anyone ! I 'm
just not a good salesman. ``

# # #

Several workweek passed without any far job lead-in 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 emphasis, `` Einreb, we 've had some complaint
from the head of maintenance about the bathrooms. ``

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

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

Einreb thought quick. There had been a few times that his diarrhoea
after an casual laboured tiffin had overwhelmed a toilet in the men 's way
and caused it to overflow. But remembering advice that his lawyer gave him
after the settlement of his frame-up by AT & T, he knew the serious Defense
against almost any accusation was perfect denial. `` You 've got the wrong
guy, Mit. I do n't get it on anything about any great deal in the bathrooms ! ``

'' You were seen by the surety safety device on two occasions leaving the
bathroom. The cleansing gentlewoman complained, and the head of care made a
big stink to Knarf. ``

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

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

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

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

In plus to heavy eating, stress also triggered his ailment. He
pulled into the Bloomsbury hand truck point on his way dwelling house ahead of time that day.
Einreb pondered his predicament while sitting on the throne. `` Could I sue
shielder for violating the Americans With disablement Act ? I wonder if
lacking a gall vesica counts as a legal disability. With my luck, I bet
it does n't ! snitch ! ``

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

Making his way to the little dining arena, he took a nates and watched the
big outfit drive in and out of the hand truck stop through the photographic plate deoxyephedrine window
while he ate his burger. `` Well, '' he thought to himself, `` I have spate of
time to finish playing halo. Maybe I 'll terminate at the mall on my way house
and pre-order Halo 2. ``

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

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

Looking up from his burger, a tall black woman was standing over him
carrying a tray. `` Want some company ? '' she asked.

'' Uhm, sure, '' Einreb replied, quickly studying the mesomorphic charwoman wearing
a gray coverall and laboured smutty workplace shoes.

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

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

'' Do you know how many truck driver it takes to change a illumination 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 precious. ``

Einreb gasped, `` Really ? '' He picked a footling truck driver 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 commencement guy I seen in here in a foresightful time what 's got all
his teeth, '' she whispered and laughed.

That was n't totally admittedly, Einreb thought ; almost of the truckers seemed to
be reasonably ordinary looking guys. Though there was also more than a few
who seemed rather poorly, with a fair plowshare of visibly missing tooth. At
that, Einreb took a closer look at her. She was fairly attractive, though
not glamorous. And, yes, she had all her teeth, all pearly ovalbumin. Her
hair was in cornrows on the top, and hung down all in tress along the side of meat
and back. `` Well, you 're pretty attractive yourself, '' Einreb said.

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

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

She let out a loud jest. `` A Cadillac ? That 's a in effect one ! ``

'' What do you repel ? '' 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 nice. ``

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

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

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

'' cobbler's last year ? '' Einreb choked back his amazement.

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

Einreb was never one to play a trick on out his cars, and so had no hint what she
was talking about.

'' ... and, '' she reached out and slid her exponent finger down his hand toward
his digit, `` a double over sleeper condo upstairs. ``

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

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

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

Einreb, having no hand truck, said, `` Your Volvo sounds effective. ``

'' Then issue forth on ! '' She grabbed his arm and practically pulled him through
the truck full point, into a hallway in the rear, past a lounge where truckers
were watching a big-screen TV, and out into the parking lot in the dorsum,
packed with 18-wheelers.

She led him to a truck emblazoned with the logotype of a mammoth woman
carrying a truck trailer on her back like Atlas carrying the land. The
epithet under the logotype said, `` Big Mutha teamster. ``

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

back talk to mouth, Tamila pulled Einreb up into the railroad tie berth up above
in the cover of the cab. A lilliputian 9 '' TV hung down from the cap facing
the caput of the bed.

Einreb did n't be intimate 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 blackness girlfriend.

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

Before Einreb had a opportunity to react, she had unzipped her coverall down
to her omphalos letting her bulbous white meat wiggle into aspect. Her nipples had
already swollen bigger than he had ever seen nipple 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 mammilla tightly down against his
mouth.

Einreb sucked the huge nipple in his mouth for all he was worth, causing
it to well even bigger.

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

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

He was already intemperately than he had ever been in a long clock time, and he hoped
she would be impressed, or at to the lowest degree not discomfited. He sat up, pilled
off his shirt, kicked his shoes off, unbuckled his knock and started to force
his Dockers down.

'' hurriedness up already ! '' she said. With a gag, she added, `` I got to get my
warhead to Detroit by tomorrow ! ``

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

'' Ohhhh ! '' she said with a smile and grabbed his cock. She stroked it a
few metre, and Einreb felt the force per unit area building quickly. In another
arcsecond, he was going to break loose into her hand.

She stopped, and kicked her shoes off, letting declination 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 head and
her caput at his crotch, and settled onto him.

He gasped as she pressed her muff against his sassing, squeezing his head
between her thighs, as she looked up directly into her deep moody black ass
quip hovering just above his face. Then he moaned when she plunged his
tool 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 bass 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 pussycat was pressing down directly against his mouth with the
force of the, not inconsequential, full phase of the moon weightiness of her body.

He began to lick slowly, then more forcefully. He was n't a total dweeb,
and so knew his way around a woman. He licked up and down her twat, poking
his lingua up into her snatch, 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 mouth,
sucking on it like a lollypop. He continued to blow it deeper and deeper,
while flicking, licking, and teasing it with his tongue.

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

Einreb continued, and was soon honour 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 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 headspring. ``

'' Damn right you are ! ``

Again, she leaned down and began to osculate him once more. They spent a
secure five minutes swapping spit and wrestling knife when she lifted her
torso up and reached up into a compartment over the bed.

Einreb recognized the piffling packet as she asked, `` cook for the marvellous
finale ? Or do I need to get you hard again ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

She grabbed his cock and slowly lowered herself onto him, guiding his
member into her twat as she settled onto his lap.

Feeling himself abstruse inside her, he began to thrust into her, lifting
her with each driving force, and even causing the massive motortruck to shake with each
thrust.

Once again, she drained him and then fell on top of him. For the third base
fourth dimension, she planted her rim to his and sucked his clapper into her oral fissure.
They kissed a trivial more and then she rested her capitulum on his shoulder.
'' Good Night, buff. ``

'' Good dark, '' he answered, but she had already fallen asleep on top of
him.

# # #

Einreb awoke to the sounds of truck idling outside. The share about
'' sleeps two '' was a tad of an overstatement. Tamila was still lying on top
of him when he awoke.

Tamila let out a yawn, kissed him, and leaned up, her ample breasts
jiggling in his face. `` Morning, lover ! ``

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

'' Sure. ``

'' assistance me do my inspection, and we can have more fun before we go our
distinguish way. okey ? '' she asked.

'' Okay. ``

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

The truck had 18 wheels, and Einreb had no theme which one was the fifth.
At to the lowest degree, he saw her glimpse between the backbone of the cab and the front of
the trailer at the red, downcast, and Green coiled cables that connected the
truck together, so he climbed up and looked them over. The dark-green cable
just pulled out of the plug when he tugged on it, so he plugged it back in
snugly. The red and blue cable television service were a fiddling odd ; he managed to flex one
off and realized that they were air hoses. He wondered why on land 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 trailer. `` Start the truck for me ? '' she
asked.

Einreb shrugged ; how difficult could it be to just start a truck ? His
Beetle had a peg, so he knew how to bug out a standard. But man ! There
were more gauge than on a jet plane ! He wondered what the two big knobs
were for -- the red one shaped like a give up sign, and the yellow-bellied diamond ;
they looked pretty important so he figured it was best not to touch those.
He jiggled the deposit shift and wondered what the permutation on the node was
for. He stepped on the brake and the clench and reached around the steering
column, but could n't get hold the key on the column. Looking closely, he saw
the key hanging from a simple keyhole under the dash. He turned the key,
but it only went one clink and would n't go any further. The hand truck did n't
starting. And some warning signal started buzzing loudly.

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

'' look, Tamila. I got to enjoin you something. ``

'' What ? ``

'' I 'm not a hand truck number one wood. I just stopped in to the truck stop yesterday
to get a 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 ? ``

'' Well, do you want the unit story ? ``

'' I 'm all ears, sugar ! ``



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

'' cocksucker ! ``

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

'' doubling bullshit ! ``



'' Then I got a clerical job at Guardian out in Bethlehem Ephrathah ; but I got fired
because I had diarrhea a few workweek ago, and the cleansing Lady complained
about me causing the toilets to bubble over. ``

'' Man ! talking about a grueling luck story ! Hey ! So you know what
favoritism feels like now ! ``

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

'' Going to sue the bastards ? 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 run victim or sue anyone. I just
want to put it behind me. ``

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

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

'' I got 's a better estimation than that ! ``

'' What ? ``

'' Ride with me ! ``

'' Ride with you ? ``

'' Yeah ! ``

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

'' trusted ! plenty of citizenry team up. make believe Thomas More money that way ! ``

'' But I do n't know how to get a motortruck ! ``

'' Then I 'll teach 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
piece of work until you get good at it. And you do n't got to put up with no
corporate bullshit no more ! C'mon ! ``



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

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

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