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To put myself through college I worked as many hours as I could at Starschmucks Coffee Shop, grinding beans into hot beverages for the masses of zombies that are addicted to caffeine and the logo on our cups. I smiled and pretended to love my job, greeted customers like they were my long lost friends and took the piles of money for the over priced concoctions. Some were reliable daily customers that never changed their beverage order at all and I could actually start making their coffee as soon as they walked into the doorway. Don’t get me wrong these people are responsible for my paycheck and I appreciate having a job that helps get me through college. I was on hour three of my shift when this guy came in and said he wanted a Grande Caramel Brule’ Latte 2% bla bla bla, I started making his coffee drink for him while he watched from the side. “Wait, I wanted 2% milk in that”. He said in a rough voice. “This is always made with 2% milk sir, unless you specify differently.” I replied...

I was out on an early Saturday morning jog around the small lake nearby my house. The lake was a city park and had a nice paved path around it that came out to about a mile and a half around it once and I would try to do three laps usually. It was early so there were few people in the park; I was on my second lap and had started to work up a light sweat making my bare chest glisten. Up ahead I could see a guy just getting onto the paved portion as he started jogging I sped up my pace to catch up with him for a better look. He wore only dark blue sweat pants with the word AussieBum written down the left leg, they rode low on his waist, in fact I could see the crack of his ass and the top of his ass cheeks over the top of his sweats. I slowed my speed down as not to overtake him, this view was hot, his muscled ass mounds mesmerized me, I could see every muscle as it moved across his shoulders and back. I held my pace about fifteen feet behind him and just off to the left, my mind wand...