out conversation moved over to women and he asked me
“so what do think of marie?”
i paused for a second and in my mind said “shit, shit i need to say something so he doesnt get pissed”
so i said to him “um marie isnt my type”
that snaped something in his underdeveloped mind and he graped me by the collor and slammed me against the
pallets of pepsi bottles
“dont you ever dare talk about marie in that way again”
i just looked back afraid to say anthing back
“you know what ive had enough of your bullshit, just get the fuck out of my sight. xvideos one cliped my sholder and i dropped down into the fetal position as cans dropped down
when he left the other shelf stackers helped me out by putting the cans into storage
on wednesday day
