Chapter 6: Jill

Oh, my GOD! What have I gotten myself into? Randy wasn’t kidding, I guess, when he said this business wasn’t for just anyone!

“Frank, is there any coffee or water, anything to drink at all? You’ve been talking for the better part of an hour, so you must be dry. I’ve only been listening, and I know I’m dry! Can we take a break before I answer you? I’d like to stretch my legs and put my thoughts in order first.”

“Sure, let’s do that,” he said. “I think there’s soda and bottled water in the fridge, and you can use the coffee maker there if you want that. There are a few different flavors in the pod holder, as well as decaf and tea. While you do your thinking, I’m going to make a few calls outside. Give me a shout when you’re ready to go on.”

Ladies and gentlemen, Frank has left the building! What the fuck am I to do?!

I decided to go for the coffee. Caffeinated, definitely! I needed to wake up from this surrealistic daydream!

As I made my coffee, I had one stray thought that tickled my funny bone. Cleaning the Sybians wasn’t included in Frank’s list of my main duties! Thank goodness!

Still, the thought of what made them need cleaning aroused me. I felt butterflies in my belly as my imagination took over. ‘Monitor the CCTVs?’ Really? Just thinking of watching women cum all day long on TV made me stumble, and I almost spilled my coffee on the floor. ‘Process orders for supplies and services?’ Like what?

Again, my imagination took over. ‘Hi, I’m calling from SYBS. We need to order 20 gallons of lube, a couple of dildos (different sizes), a case of butt plugs, and LOTS of wet wipes, please!’

At that last thought, I began to giggle. The giggle became a laugh, and soon, I was hysterical. Now my imagination took me down a perverted pathway. ‘Hi, Dad, I’m home! Wow, what a day at the office! Mom, did you have a good visit today? Randy says it’s okay for me to let you use my employee discount. You want to cum again tomorrow, you say? Oh, Good!’

I felt like Captain Kirk, going where no man (or woman) has gone before! Suddenly, I was sober. This wasn’t funny in the least. Still surreal, but not at all funny! I needed reassurance that I’d be safe here, not just physically, but socially and spiritually too! Sipping my coffee, I sat down at the kitchen counter to collect my thoughts. When my mental list was compiled I went outside to looked for Frank.

“Ready?” he asked.

“As ready as I can be!” I hoped I appeared bright and smart and all the other positive words used to describe successful people.

“Okay. Randy told me he’s coming back here for lunch, and then we both have to go back to our first jobs afterward. Big contract started today, repaving 395 up north. Boss was pissed when I didn’t show up this morning and told Randy to bring me in to work or to pick up my final paycheck. I’ve got to go in.

“Will you be okay staying here alone until the shipment arrives? I’ll leave you the spare keys for here and the trailer. Probably Bob will be back first after work, then Eddie, before Randy and I get home. You don’t have to come back here after you drop off the Sybs. Just lock up here and the trailer and head on home. Keep the keys because you’ll need to use them every day.”

“What about my thoughts? Do you want to hear them now or later?”

Randy drove into the parking lot as I spoke.

“Well, you can talk to us both over a quick lunch if you want to join us for sandwiches, but I think we’ve only got about 20 minutes before we’ve got to head out to meet the rest of the crew. Otherwise, we can continue this another time.”

“Let’s continue later, then,” I replied. “There’s just one thing I need to know today, and that’s how much you’re going to pay me.”

“Smart girl! I knew Randy wouldn’t recommend a fool. Initially, we can’t pay you a lot because we haven’t actually started. So we’re going to ask you to accept a percentage of weekly profits after expenses are covered. The four of us agreed that we would not be paid anything until Randy has established the predictability of our weekly income.