Campus Corner (Open)

[CarnivalBarker]

Scott says, "Whoa, someone looks good," and I check you out from across the bar as you work the stand. Even after all the times I've seen you in and out of clothes, I always think your body looks fine. You notice Riley approaching you, and I see the two of you make eye contact and think somethings about to start already, when she surprises us both and passes by you, heading to the kitchen without a word.

 

[celestialdragon]

What Riley did was really weird, but I pushed it out of my mind as I continue to work. I was happy, and nothing was going to change that. I would steal glances at you when I wasn't seating someone or filling in a seating chart. I love looking at you, and I always smile broadly when I think of how lucky I am.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

A few moments later, as I am repairing a keg tap, I hear a large crash and look up from behind the bar. Sheila and Riley ran into each other near your stand, and I see that Sheila's tray of drinks tumbled down your side and legs before crashing into broken pieces. "What happened?" I ask, looking toward to three of you.

 

[celestialdragon]

"I honestly have no idea," I say honestly. "I was overlooking my seating charts and next thing I know, there's beer and soda all over me, and glass by my feet," I explain.

Sheila and Riley look a little guilty, but I let you deal with that. "Can I change?" I ask plaintively.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

"She stepped in our way," Riley snarks.

"Lynn, run home. Sheila, get a broom. Riley, plant yourself behind the bar."

"I'll plant myself on your boyfriend's cock," Riley mumbles where only you can hear.

 

[celestialdragon]

"Not if I'm already on it," I whisper back. "I'll be back," I say louder, jogging down to your place to change into a clean uniform. I also take the time to put stain remover on the stained one before jogging back.

"Hey," I say softly to you as I walk in and Sheila continues to sweep.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

"Hey baby," I say. "Everything okay?"

 

[celestialdragon]

"Besides Riley being a bitch?" I ask softly. "Yeah, I'm fine." I smile and kiss your cheek.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

I give you a little pat as you kiss me. "Behave," I say. "Be naughty after work. "

 

[celestialdragon]

"Of course!" I tease and thank Sheila politely after she's done clearing my work station. I continue to work, glad I'm not smelling of beer.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

Mid way through the night, you look to the bar and see Riley straining to reach something while she talks to some people at the bar. "Help me," she says as she tries to pull herself up my back to reach higher. I squat down, she climbs on my shoulders and I lift her up to reach the pestle she uses to mash fruit for various drinks. I figure Scott put it there and think little else, placing her down immediately and go on wiping down my side of the bar. A few minutes later, she and I are leaning on the bar, but facing each other while talking to a couple at the bar. "You guys should date," says the girl talking to us. Riley giggles and places her hand on my abs.

"This guy?" She says to the woman. "He only goes for trashy diseased sluts." The couple and Riley laugh, as she plays this off as a joke among bar patrons.

"Hmmm...I recall one trashy slut who spent several weeks at my house recently," I say, giving her a look.

"Ohhhhh," the lady says as Riley blushes only a little.

"I got kicked out of my apartment!" She says, pleading her case. "Or do you mean more recently?"

"Whatever, Riley," I laugh and go back to pouring drinks to some other girls nearby.

 

[celestialdragon]

I bit my lip in anger, but force a smile on my face as I continue to work. I decide not to pick a fight, but when we weren't busy, I walk over to you. "Hey, I'm going outside, I need some air," I explain. You nod and I walk outside and lean up against the wall, relaxing a little bit.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

You look at me like you want to talk. I throw a rag in the sink and follow you outside. "What's up, baby?"

 

[celestialdragon]

"Just. . .the comment," I say, a note of frustration in my voice. "I'm just taking a break so I don't go up to the bar and deck Riley right in her fat mouth." I look at you with a glint of anger and upset in my eyes.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

I don't register at first, having worked for years with Riley. She didn't mention you by name, and nothing she said is different than things she has said for years. I don't put 2 and 2 together and am basically caught being a guy.

"Did....she say something to you?"

 

[celestialdragon]

"Yeah," I confess. "Right before I went home to change. When you told her to plant herself behind the bar, she said she'd plant herself on your cock." I blush a little bit. "I told her not if I'm already on it first."

 

[CarnivalBarker]

"Baby, I'm sorry," I kiss your forehead. "But she's just a bitch. She's going to say shit." I grab your hand. "Are you worried that's going to happen?"

 

[celestialdragon]

I shake my head. "I just don't want her to start another fist fight," I confess. "I'm not worried about her planting herself on you, you wouldn't allow it. I just don't want another fight."

 

[CarnivalBarker]

"What do you want me to do?" I ask. If I say something, we both know she'll just feed on it.

 

[celestialdragon]

"Just. . . I don't know," I say, rubbing my temples. "I really don't, baby." I look at you. "I'll be back in; I just need a moment to decompress."

 

[CarnivalBarker]

I feel like you dismissed me, but understand and give you a kiss before going back inside. As I get to the door, I go, "You like the snow?"

 

[celestialdragon]

I smile, and nod. "Yeah," I say. "Why?"

 

[CarnivalBarker]

"I meant to tell you to bring some snow clothes to Chicago next week. Maybe three days worth." I tip off my surprise, but in an effort to make you feel better. I return inside.

 

[celestialdragon]

I do feel better, but still take a moment to relax outside and clear my mind. I come back in maybe five minutes later and continue working with a smile on my face.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

The night concludes without any further event and I walk you back to my place. "Baby I am exhausted tonight," I say, looking at your stained outfit lying in the laundry room. I grab some white towels from above the washer and hand you one. "Put this on, I want to show you something. "

"Put it on?" You ask as I leave the room, heading toward the living room.

"Yeah, put it on," I say as I strip off my shirt, throw it on the couch and keep walking.