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Most of the time he just sat back in his office doing god knows what.
My thoughts returned to being back in that booth and the man standing there holding his cock in his hands and my groin stirred again. I tried desperately to think of some of the girls in my class that were attractive and to my pleasure I found that I still responded favorably to them.
I wasn't really that particular at the moment and I figured if a job sucked I could just quit and get another one. In a couple days I received a call from a local grocery store that needed a night stocker.
It wasn't ideal from a time standpoint, but I figured what the heck it was only a few nights a week and I was a night owl anyways. We worked in a shift of like five guys just facing stuff up on the shelves and putting out the occasional box of stuff that needed replacing.
I almost wanted to go back into that booth and put on a reel and jack off, but there was still this nagging part of me that was scared if I went back in there I would revert back into that. The bus came and everyone ignored me to a suitable fashion.
The further away I got from the downtown area, the better I felt and more like my old self.