A friend of mine used to work in the lingerie dept of a local store, and very quickly got used to the calls from the pervy guys: "I bought some French knickers yesterday and they're too tight" etc etc. So she (or whichever CW) would sigh "Sorry, we don't exchange underwear for hygiene reasons".... ho hum.
Anyway, after a while she left that place and went to work at a kitchenwear specialist. "At least that will be it with the obscene phone calls" she thought.
Two days into the new job, the phone rang. A man's voice asked:
"Do you sell wooden spoons there?"
"Yes we do" replied my friend, "we have a large range-" and the voice cut her off with
"Got any big enough for spanking with?"
Anyway, after a while she left that place and went to work at a kitchenwear specialist. "At least that will be it with the obscene phone calls" she thought.
Two days into the new job, the phone rang. A man's voice asked:
"Do you sell wooden spoons there?"
"Yes we do" replied my friend, "we have a large range-" and the voice cut her off with
"Got any big enough for spanking with?"

He is my Black Dragon (and yes, a good one) strong, protective, the guardian. I am his Silver Dragon, always by his side, shining for him, cherishing him.
), or sometimes he just glares at him while holding my hand until they get the picture. It's all fun for me.
I figured, if they're going to try having fun at your expense, then turn it around and mess with them.



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