He hesitated for a few moments as a strange childhood nervousness gripped him. He had a small, quick crush on her when they were 14, nothing at all serious, but to Evan, Jane had always been unapproachable. She had dirty blonde hair halfway down her back that was usually straight or pulled back into a ponytail; always a bit messy as she was always running her hands through it. The hippie label was probably due to her style of dress as she seemed to have specific tastes that evolved to include some more regular clothes now and then. That night it was tight tan work pants and a yellow shirt with flowers all over it that looked like it had been passed down from the 60’s. All of these details would leave many guys to believe that Jane was more approachable but he didn’t see her that way. In his opinion, the most unattractive quality about her was how aware she was that she looked like a model without having to try. Jane lit up a cigarette and noticed Evan walking towards her. She resisted an eye roll, as she didn’t have the greatest opinion of him either. He had always seemed to have this arrogance about him that only she noticed. Hardcore He was wicked involved in school and even made people, like her, look bad at work. Evan was a classic overachiever, which was only made worse by her friends never having a bad thing to say about him. He had hooked up with a few of her friends over the years, which disgusted her as they would gush about him as if he was god’s gift or something. Evan was definitely hot but everything about his personality came off as fake to her. She felt justified in her assumptions about him as she considered herself to be a great judge of character; except when it came to the guys she dated. He would probably end up being a future serial killer, as too many people liked him, it just wasn’t indian normal. Despite all of her reservations, she offered, “Want one?” in reference to her cigarette. “No thanks, I don’t smoke. Cigarettes at least,” he said casually. Jane took it as moral superiority. “Normally, neither do I but it’s been a struggle lately.” “So you got laid off too, huh?” he asked her, as that was the only reason he had for their interaction. Jane laughed bitterly. “I don’t know anything about layoffs. My ass was straight fired like a week ago,” she explained. “Seriously? What happened to you?” he asked. “You first, why would they let wonder boy go?” “Wonder boy?” This was easily the longest they had ever talked alone. Evan wondered if maybe there was a valid reason for his avoiding her over the years that he had somehow forgotten. “Sorry, why did you get laid off,” Jane asked more politely. Maybe Evan rubbed her the wrong way but he wasn’t who she was really upset with. “I got a voicemail telling me they were making employee cutbacks; getting rid of all the part-timers. I ran into Bill when I went to grab my last check.” “I always liked Bill,” Jane interrupted. “Yeah same, anyway he managed to keep his job. He told me that fucking goon, Chad was behind the layoffs right after he was promoted to manager. Bill overheard him talking about replacing everyone with his buddies and ‘hot chicks’.” Jane looked thoroughly embarrassed when she admitted, “I didn’t know anything about that, but I’m not surprised.” She gave him a calculating look before she decided to tell him her story. “I was kinda dating that goon for almost a year. It was so hot. “Well I thank you Mitzi. To a man they turn tail and flee. “Mom, you are beginning to freak me out with all this openness regarding your private sexual thoughts. She smiled then said “ Will you please fuck me now?” I guess she had a modicum of shyness after all. Oh fuck, my lovely little slut, I wanted this to last longer the images of all those cocks inside you and all that cum, I just can’t help it. Kate and I made eye contact. I assured her the feeling indian was mutual. Fear distorted her face, and her eyes closed so tightly her eyebrows twitched with the effort. I didn't have an answer. “Do you want to be Hardcore down here while we talk about this, or do you want to be away from it?” I thought.