Nice Girl by Kate Baum

was falling off the shoulder so it was obvious that she wasn’t wearing a bra.  I could tell it didn’t matter because she was totally flat chested. 
    “Can I help you?”  I said in the most professional voice I could muster.
    “Hopefully so.”  Her voice was gravelly, like she smoked a pack a day.  “I need to see Vinnie Lewis.  It’s an emergency.”
    “He is on a conference call.  Would you like to wait?”
    “Oh, I’ll wait alright.”  Then she plopped down on one of our couches.  I cringed.  It was as if she was too filthy to sit on such expensive couches. 
    Damn, stop being a snob.  She might really be in trouble.
    “What is your name so I can tell Vinnie you are here?”
    “Dolores.  And that’s all you need to tell him.”  She giggled.
    This was going to be interesting .
    I didn’t hear Vinnie’s voice so I assumed he was off the phone.  His door was open when I reached his office.  I knocked softly on the open door.  He looked up at me with a glare.  I wanted to say “Well excuse me” in a sarcastic tone but I didn’t have the guts. 
    I cleared my throat which all of the sudden felt dry.  “There is a woman here named Dolores who wishes to see you.”
    I saw his glare turn to pure anger.  “Tell her to get the fuck out.”
    “OhhhhhKay”  I stammered and quickly left.  I heard his office door slam.
    “I’m sorry Dolores.  He’s not available.”  Not sure how much more professional I could be.
    “Oh, he is available, that prick.”  Then she yelled, “Vinnie, if you think you can fuck with my head like this, you just wait.  I’M NOT GOING ANYWHERE.”
    “Ma’am, please.  This is an office.”  I had a feeling she could care less what I thought. 
    Then, she started to cry.  Thick black makeup tearing down her face.  It made her even more repulsive looking. 
    “I love him and look how he’s treating me.” 
    I brought her a box of tissues.  I was getting good at that job.
    “Thank you.”  She said and she blew her nose.   “How well do you know Vinnie?”  She looked me up and down.  I was dressed in a cute black and white plaid skirt with the most adorable matching shoes.  I had on a dark purple slim fitting top.  I had a belt around the waist.  Until I lost weight, I was never able to wear a skinny belt around my waist.  I looked classy.  That’s why I was shocked at the next question she asked.
    “Have you fucked him?”
    I started laughing which I’m sure she found offensive.  I couldn’t help it.  She and I were totally different types of people.  If she was what Vinnie was interested in, I doubted that Vinnie had any regard for me.
    “You’re laughing now but just wait.  He has a way of getting you to fall for him.  Then he treats you like a piece of trash.” 
    I wanted to add that maybe if you didn’t dress like a piece of trash……. But I kept my mouth shut.  She was obviously hurting. 
    She started to sob.  Really loud.  I’m sure she was hoping Vinnie would hear her but the door stayed closed.  “Everyone warned me about him.”  She blubbered.  “I didn’t listen.  I wanted him.  Do you know what he does?”
    I told myself I didn’t want to know.  But I was kidding myself. 
    She continued “I’ll tell you what he does.  Or should I say what he doesn’t do.  He doesn’t kiss you.  He doesn’t touch you.  He doesn’t fuck you.  He pulls your head down to his dick and fucks your mouth.  That’s what all the girls told me.  He is buff and hot but he won’t try to pleasure you at all.  He has no respect for women.  I thought maybe I was different.   Maybe I was the one that he wanted more with.“  She started sobbing even harder.  “But no, the asshole just comes in your mouth and grunts a thank you AND WALKS OUT.”  Now she was yelling. “DID YOU HEAR ME, VINNIE ASSHOLE?  YOU JUST CAME IN MY MOUTH AND WALKED OUT.”
    Okay, I was NOT dealing with this problem now.
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