CHAPTER - 01
DAMON
The sun shone brightly.
Not the kind of shine you see in princess movies where the girl has the sun on her face and looks stunning.
No.
It was brightly sparkling. Rather, it is burning.
I sneaked a glance at the people walking by as my face started to perspire. Talking and moving around with enthusiasm as if the heat didn’t exist. I suppose the sun chose to conduct an experiment on me today.
I shook my head after sneaking a glance at the bear’s head in my hands. I nearly yelled, “Listen, people! If I pass away today, it was from the heat!
But no one was looking in my direction. It appeared as if I were not wearing a bear-mascot body suit at all.
The body was a rainbow of colors, after all!
Who would disregard a bear mascot with rainbow colors?
I sighed and held the white head up as I peered at it. For a brief moment, I thought it could have been mocking me.
I instantly took my eyes off of it and fixed them on the large tower clock in the distance. I only have ten minutes left until my day’s work is finished. Hopefully, my supervisor won’t treat me badly when I leave today.
I wish I didn’t have to refer to Mr. Hands as my boss; he’s not exactly a good person.
Listen, Jones, I’m going to fire you right now until you put that head back on and quit staring at that woman’s butt.
Talk about the devil.
In pretence, I lowered my eyes.
I muttered, “Sorry boss,” in response.
I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you. Mr. Hands leaned forward, revealing his neon-colored tie as he did so while wearing an odd outfit combination.
I know, correct? Neon, ewww!
I said, “I said, sorry boss,” gritting my teeth as my rage grew within of me.
Finish your task, you moron. After that, you can resume gazing at asses. His hoarse voice was followed by a sinister smirk, which I observed.
I placed on the mascot’s head after watching him pass the large doors of the towering structure.
The company was experimenting with a new taste of candy when they came up with the idea to provide them to customers at a discount. The unfortunate employee who had to wear the mascot costume and endure the scorching sun’s strong radiation was me. Thanks be to God.
I returned to my place with the empty money jar hanging around my neck after picking up the tray that had only two sweet packets on it. I continued the uncomfortable dance I had to perform while my bear costume loudly and embarrassingly sang its existence to the world.
I couldn’t help but be relieved that my shift was almost done despite the heat. Someone removed the candies from the tray and dropped something—certainly not money—into the jar as my mind wandered far from the awkward situation I was in.
The tower clock rapidly chimed six o’clock, and its audible ringing was enough to alert me that my day’s labour was complete.
I soon removed my full outfit and peered into the money jar.
The final guest dropped off a banana.
a banana with writings scrawled all over it.
I desire your dick.
Phone me.
234-675-432
I removed the banana and inserted it inside the bear’s skull’s cavity while shaking my head. I was greeted with some chilly air as soon as I entered the glass doors of the business.
I immediately proceeded to the secretary’s office, which was on the ground floor only.
I said, “Hey, Linda,” to the red-haired lady sitting beside the extremely tall desk. To go up on the platform and in front of the desk, I actually had to scale it.
She jerked her eyes away from the computer screen, and her serious expression was replaced by a smile as she turned to face me.
“Damon. Hi.” She quickly frowned after feeling a tug on her lips. I can see you’re perspiring. Her gaze landed on my shirt. “It appears that you went swimming in your shirt.” I was able to force a grin onto my lips as she moaned at me. “Damon...” Her eyes sparkled with compassion.
I silently descended from the platform and ascended the few stairs to her seat.
I sat down after setting the money bucket and bear suit down next to her.
“I’m aware, Linda. My life is worthless. However, do not blame yourself for my situation.
You deserve better than this, though. You have potential greater than this business. If not for circumstances, you ought to be a well-known photographer by now.
Something is predestined, Lin.
Her bright, piercing eyes squinted as she twirled a hair strand. “I believe I have found a post you might find interesting.” She spoke while looking at her computer screen. There is a modelling agency that need the services of two experienced photographers. I am sure you are familiar with TIANOR.
I smiled and nodded. “One of the top modelling agencies. How soon will the interview be? The exhilaration that immediately overcame me was something I was unable to control.
“To... day.”
My joy quickly faded.
“Today? What time, exactly?
She retorted, “Eight am to eight pm.”
My eyes swiftly shifted to the worn-out watch on my wrist, which, astonishingly, was still in good working order despite the many difficulties it has encountered.
“Fifteen minutes have passed six. I must retrieve my resume from my home. I’m crossing my fingers that I can return to the city by around seven.
“Hasn’t your trip home taken you about thirty minutes?”
“If there isn’t a traffic jam, yes. I only hope I’ll get a taxi on time, I said, mentally planning my movements.
I’ll only hope I can hail a taxi in time. She spoke in a childlike imitation of me. “I’ll take you there in my car. You can’t let this fantastic opportunity pass you by.
I stepped up and gave her a joyful hug. “Linda, thank you so much. Now let’s go on.
She seized the bear costume and prepared to set it aside.
“Let me simply put something here. What the heck is this?
As I watched her sink her palm into the bear’s head, I nearly clinched my teeth in anticipation of the impending shame. The question “A banana?” She gave it some thought, furrowed one brow, and then turned to face me. I need your dick.
As her look grew more intense, I gave her a quick apologetic smile.
Wow Damon, you already have admirers. It appears that your little guy down there has some supporters. She gave me a wink, and I rolled my eyes.
She spoke as though I had been approaching women while nude and flashing my, yeah, little companion. She was in the dark.
Soon after closing the door, Linda packed her luggage and escorted the two of us out.
I can’t recall the last time I had a dick, you know.
“Linda!” Her outburst, which came as we were entering the parking lot, caused my eyes to widen.
“What? It is real. As she approached her car and unlocked the doors, she exclaimed, “I definitely need a fucking dick right now.
The moment I walked in, I sat down and said to Linda, “Linda, what you are saying is very, huh, very disturbing.”
Please stop speaking as if you don’t have a penis. That magnificent dick of yours has probably had a lot of hits over the previous week, I’m pretty sure. After a brief period of engine revving, we began to move.
This woman, my God. I had to turn aside out of nervousness since she had uttered the same term so much that I could feel heat rushing through my cheeks.
Her glance in my direction was felt by me.
Heaven forbid you tell me you’re a...
I put my palms over my face.
“Don’t say it,” I advised.
An absolute virgin.
