Johnny B BADD
Really Experienced
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- Oct 20, 2001
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OOC: Johnny Monk.
32 years old.
6'0"
Muscular body slowly turning to fat.
Black hair, black eyes.
No one ever sees the janitor.
They look away when I walk down the hall.
It's like I'm invisible.
But God help me if there's the slightest little mess.....
Then they're all over me.
It's not the best job in the world.
It doesn't pay well.
No future in it, really.
But there are certain perks that make it tolerable.
I work at one of the trendiest health clubs in the state.
In one of the most poorly thought out moves in the history of architecture, my "office" is located right next to the women's locker room.
If I were to drill a hole in the wall, I would have a clear view of the woman's shower.
So naturally, I did.
I spend all my free moments in my 'office', watching the endless parade of hot wet flesh pass by.
Pretty soon, just watching wasn't enough.
I had to reach into my overalls and stroke myself while I enjoyed the show.
But now, that wasn't enough either.
Which was why I was standing here waiting an hour after closing.
You see, sometimes the employees hang around after closing to use the equipment. It's one of their perks.
Then they use the shower.
Some nights, there's a whole gang of them.
Sometimes, it's just one person.
Tonight, the only people in the building were myself and the new employee.
I planned to introduce myself to her later......
32 years old.
6'0"
Muscular body slowly turning to fat.
Black hair, black eyes.
No one ever sees the janitor.
They look away when I walk down the hall.
It's like I'm invisible.
But God help me if there's the slightest little mess.....
Then they're all over me.
It's not the best job in the world.
It doesn't pay well.
No future in it, really.
But there are certain perks that make it tolerable.
I work at one of the trendiest health clubs in the state.
In one of the most poorly thought out moves in the history of architecture, my "office" is located right next to the women's locker room.
If I were to drill a hole in the wall, I would have a clear view of the woman's shower.
So naturally, I did.
I spend all my free moments in my 'office', watching the endless parade of hot wet flesh pass by.
Pretty soon, just watching wasn't enough.
I had to reach into my overalls and stroke myself while I enjoyed the show.
But now, that wasn't enough either.
Which was why I was standing here waiting an hour after closing.
You see, sometimes the employees hang around after closing to use the equipment. It's one of their perks.
Then they use the shower.
Some nights, there's a whole gang of them.
Sometimes, it's just one person.
Tonight, the only people in the building were myself and the new employee.
I planned to introduce myself to her later......