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"The teenage stuff is on that side," he points. He points out various different categories. "Only legal stuff," he says. ''The way he says it makes you wonder if there isn't some illegal stuff hidden away somewhere.'' He tells you to help yourself to anything you fancy, but you mumble your thanks and decline the offer. | "The teenage stuff is on that side," he points. He points out various different categories. "Only legal stuff," he says. ''The way he says it makes you wonder if there isn't some illegal stuff hidden away somewhere.'' He tells you to help yourself to anything you fancy, but you mumble your thanks and decline the offer. | ||
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Latest revision as of 10:28, 11 April 2022
You're up bright and early on Saturday morning and by eight o'clock you are stood outside the shop ready to work. Mr Jenkins arrives, and after unlocking the three locks on the door and switching off the security alarm, he leads you into the shop. The first thing he does is show you where the kettle is and tells you to make tea for you both. You spend the next hour tidying and dusting and he asks you which of the women you babysit for. You tell him about Mrs Martin and her six-year-old son, and Alice and Trevor, and Emily and Veronica.
"Emily… Is she a skinny girl, wears a stud in her nose," he asks, and you confirm that this sounds like Veronica's mother.
It's a good hour before the first customer comes in and Mr Jenkins deals with her. After that there are a few more and you get to help out with fiddly stuff like changing batteries in phones. One customer is more interesting. He is around forty and smartly dressed in a suit and tie. Obviously a regular because Mr Jenkins shakes his hand and takes him into the workshop. They are only in there for a couple of minutes before the man comes out and leaves the shop.
You begin to wonder why you are needed at all, especially when he decides to shut the shop at lunch time. He takes you through the kitchen to a back room which is set up like somebody's sitting room with a couple of couches, a low table and a big-screen TV. One wall is almost covered by shelves of DVDs. He drinks a bottle of beer and you get a Coke and he seems to be really interested in the babysitting.
You tell him that it's pretty boring really, just sitting around while the children sleep. "You really like children don't you," he says, and you can't help blushing as you nod agreement. "It's surprising how precocious little children can be," he goes on. "My nieces and nephews seem to know almost as much about sex as I do."
You shrug again, wondering where this conversation is heading. "Do you ever watch porn," he asks. You admit that you have watched some. "Which do you like best," he asks. "Old, young, big tits, small tits, big cocks, animals even. There's a huge variety out there." He waved his arm at the DVDs. "You're probably wondering how a shop like this makes any money. That's what pays the wages, a few people collect in person, but most of it by mail order."
He sits looking at you and you realise that he is waiting for an answer. "Erm… Younger I guess," you mumble.
"The teenage stuff is on that side," he points. He points out various different categories. "Only legal stuff," he says. The way he says it makes you wonder if there isn't some illegal stuff hidden away somewhere. He tells you to help yourself to anything you fancy, but you mumble your thanks and decline the offer.