❝Are you always this bitchy?❞
❝Well, they say bitchy means classy — like me.❞
❝So, you're saying I have no class?❞
❝Yes.❞
❝Maybe that's why your ex-boyfriend left you.❞
❝ . . . ❞
[ Leila nearly blurts out a string of profanities but she doesn't want to awaken his demons . . . or his boner. ]
❝How do you know I have an ex-boyfriend?❞
❝Let's just say I'm the Psychic Dude.❞
❝You're still the Condom Guy.❞
❝Annoying Orange.❞
❝Old Geezer.❞
❝Lollipop Licker.❞
❝Vagina Slayer.❞
❝Wait, why are we shaming each other like ten-year-olds at the side of the road again?❞
❝I don't know, try asking that guy who gave me a piggyback ride and raced away with me into the sunset on a delivery bike.❞
❝Aww, you make it sound so romantic!❞ [ He squeaks out a series of giggles. ]
❝You sound like some stereotypical middle school cheerleader.❞
❝Are you tempted by my charms, monsieur?❞
❝I'm a woman, idiot.❞
❝And a dangerous one too. Who knows? Maybe you're even fiercer in the bedroom.❞
❝I'm gonna send you home and once you pay for your order, I don't want to talk to you or see your face ever again, do you understand?❞
❝You sure about that?❞
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Miss Delivery Girl
Short StoryMcDonald's delivery worker Leila Nasser finds herself forming the unlikeliest bond in the world with Trevor Tanner, a condom seeker too lewd for his own good, though he does have his own charms. But is the risk worth taking? #1 in Short Story | five...
