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You searched around the desk and gathered what you could. You spotted two thick red bits of cloth that hung over the edge of one of the boxes. Thankfully who ever worked this desk left a box-cutter out. Those skills from years of boy scout survival summer camps were finally going to be of use. Though if you had told kid you… well if you had even told one hour in the past you what you’d be using those skills for you’d have never believed it. With a few careful kicks you released one of the blade segments of the box-cutter. Your dawned a smug look as you did your crafting and rope tying skills merit badges proud. You made a makeshift cloak, sack and sheath for your blade. You bundled more of the threads into lengths of rope and stashed them away.
You shove a nearby stapler between and climbed up to get a look into the two boxes. The box with the red material hanging over the edge was filled with what looked to be black glossy material. The way its shined even in the very dim light made you feel like you have a rough time cutting it. The other box was filled to the brim with packing peanuts. You had no one to know what was in it.
**WHAM**
“GGRRRAAAHHH. That bastard and his flunky is dead lucky the girls were there.”
You didn’t need to turn around to know that was the sound of the door being slammed open and a very angry giant had just entered the room. But fear cannot be stopped. Time seemed to slow as you twisted your head. The woman was tall. Not just by the standards of your tiny size. She would have been a full head taller than either Steph and Becky. Her muscular body was much more what one expected of a bouncer. Each step a firm display as her great thighs compressed and released. Her muscles did not bulge out of her body. Instead, they properly curved with it. They looked built up like natural hills instead of artificially protein packed mountains. You probably would have completely reconsidered the whole fake ID if SHE had been the one standing at the door at the time.
You were able to make out all these details due to the fact she had half way removed her shirt as she approached. Giving you a full view of her generous chest and abs. Her middle liked fully soaked. Due to the heavy aroma, you had a feeling drinks had been dumped on her. The shirt was going to crash down right on top of the desktop and you!
A: With no other choice you dive into the box of foam packing peanuts. To hide from this bruiser of a bouncer!
B: You jump off into the box with the black material. Sure, she was in a bad mood. But if you played your cards right, you’d have someone who could easily keep the other bouncers at bay right?
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