Page 3 of Wishful Thinking

Chapter Two

Drastic Measures

Tink used the restroom to change, then refilled her jug out of the water dispenser and made her wayto Dick’s office. The employees called him Dangerous Dick with good reason, and the girls knew better than to linger in his office alone with him. She pushed the chair away from his desk and created personalspace while waiting for him to show. She stared at the mish-mash of pictures hanging on the walls. Employee notices tacked up by law, work schedules, and snapshots of the last employee holiday party.

Dangerous Dick stood nestled between two long-legged beauties in thebarely-there elf costumes, his hand cupped around the girls’ breasts. The women were waitresses where the staff gathered for last year’s Christmas shindig. The two girls looked pained to be in tight proximity to Dick. Tink felt sick to her stomach at the thought of him ever getting that close to her.

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Dick Stern walked up to Register 9 looking for Tink and Edna, a dozen eggs cradled in his hands. Confusion etched across his face as the store-front stood empty of the two women. Ken stood picking his nose at register three and gave Dick a wave. Julia had called in sick to work, and Dick had pulled Kenfrom the butcher shop to take her place. Fresh blood stains smeared his work shirt, the vivid red resemblingugly, abstract artwork; Ken looked as if someone had dragged knives across his chest. Dick sat the eggshard on an end aisle display of Charmin toilet paper and stalked to his office, pissed off more now than he had been.

The door banged opened and Dick came in adjusting his fly, his polyester pants splashed with wetness. Tink glanced at it and hoped it was water and not piss or something worse. It surprised Dick to find her there.

“Oh, Tink. I got back with the eggs and Edna was nowhere to be found. You didn’t charge her, right? I don’t want her back tomorrow bitching about being charged for something she didn’t get. God, I hate that twat.”

His mouth moved as his eyes gazed at the gapin her red and black tartan-plaid flannel shirt. A smile rose as he imagined it being unbuttoned just one or even two more down. Dick felt himself getting hard as he leered at the peek-a-boo lace of her thin tank top that edged itself just above the button. He reached up a hand and moved closer to her. Tucking his fingersin the V of the shirt, going deeper as he caressed the taut nipple of her perky breast. His breath came quick, and he grinned, watching her eyes as he pushed her against the wall and lowered his head to taste the sweetness of her skin.

Clearing her throat, Tink watched warily as Dicks mind drifted a million miles away. Staring at her with his mouth open, he realized he wanted her, and it drove him crazy. His dick felt heavy in his pants and he sighed.

“You told me not to charge her, so I didn’t. She wanted me to take expired coupons. I refused, just in case she complains that I’mnot doing my job. The eggs were an accident, honest. The coupons? I’m doing what I’m told. Don’t take expired ones and they have to buy the correct quantityshown, right?” She knew damn well he couldn’t say otherwise. Tink jumped when Dick pulled a chair from the table across the small room and satbeside her.

“You enjoy working here Tink? I would think that you must have high hopes of moving up the ladder. Girls your age are in college for a career or married. Workingfor Sav-a-Bukyear after year,youcravemore, right?I know you’re taking classes atthe community college. Liberal arts or some other half-assed minor? I hate to burst your bubble, but that won’t pay jack shit when you get out in the real world. College is amoney-sucking waste.Yep, I spent two years pissing away good money and partying, but guess what? There’s more than grades and tests. There are jobsthat pay money you can retire on. Better jobs,like ones here atSav-A-Buk.”

Tink tried to look interested as Dick droned on. His endless tirade on how excellent it was to work atSav-A-Buk bored her to tears. She fidgeted in her seat, wanting to get the hellback home. She pictured the stack of homework waiting in a pile on her desk. Maybe she’d get done in time to catch a littleMTV before bed. She took a deep breath as the sweat beaded up on her forehead. The office felt cloistered and warm. Dick moved closer with each word and Tink fanned her shirt, trying to getair.

“Tink, did you everyearnto be in management? Honey, you are a smart girl; I could make that happen. Lisa is leaving in the spring. I thoughtwe could start training you to take over her spot. You’d be working in the front doing customer service; Sometimes you’d be helping me out with other tasks as needed. What do you say? Young lady, the question is, do you want to grow with the company? Make something for yourself? Say the word, I’d love to see you get the position. It’ll be the right position for you, I guarantee it.”

Tink shifted away from Dick. He was breathing on her. The reeking stench of garlic and onions permeated the air between them. She swallowedthe bile that rose in her throat.

“You’ve gotten so, what’s the word? Sexy? Yes, that’s it, sexy baby girl. You’re developing intoa delicious and sultrylittle vixen. I know you’d love to see your picture hung up at the front of the store. You could be that girl, be someone important, not just a piss-on lowly cashier. Doesn’t that sound good? I know that it does to me. I’d love working closer with you, showing you the ropes…”

Dick’s leg moved against Tinks. Reaching out his hand, he set it on her trembling knee. Tinks eyes went wide in shock. She opened her mouth, trying to format the right words needed to cut off the direction of his double-talk. She shifted in her seat and tried to pull her leg away from his wandering hand.

Dick took the lull in conversation and moved in,a lion on the hunt. His hand slid up her inner thigh, winding its way like a snake beneath her shorts. His fumbling finger connected with her silky high-cut panties as his breath caught in his throat. Tink attempted to wiggle backwards to get away, but found nowhere to move. The desk stood heavy and unmoving beside her and the wall wedged behind her shoulders.

Dick pulled her forwardonto his lap and his hand moved in farther. The thin silky material stretched taut, he squeezed more fingers in to connect with the spot he was seeking. Tink threw out her hands and tried to push him away, words trapped in her throat,a silent scream. Dick scooped her up and pushed her onto the desk. As her back slammedon the stacks of paper, a framed photo fell to the ground, its glass smashing like the eggs had on her counter earlier. Dicks free hand movedto the front of his pants. His wet mouth moved down her neck and he licked his way to the edge of her camisole. As he unzipped his fly, he pulled out his meaty red penis. His eyes were closed and his fingers were trying to work at the thin silky panties between her legs. He pulled harder, the sound of ripping material filled the air. His breath came now in a frenzy of panting and moaning. Dick twisted his frame between her legs and pushed them farther apart as his fingers continued to manipulate the wet bud between her lower lips.

Tink couldn’t believe what was happening, or how the man had moved so lightning fast. She was glad she had changed from her skirt to her shorts before heading home.

Findingonly one way out,she realizedit was now or never. She had to lift her leg to do it, and Tink cringed at the possibilities. She saw the smile spread across his face as he realized she was giving him better access. His semen spurted out on her thigh and she gagged.

“Oh yeah, baby, let Mr. Dick touch that magic spot. Lift that leg higher for me, spread those deliciousthighs wide, sweetheart. Let me stick Mr. Pretty in to that hot juicy paradise. Youwill go places here. You just let Uncle Dick play for a few minutes, and I’ll make sure it happens. Oh yeah, you will want more. I guarantee it.” His breath grew heavy, and he leaned back and smiled at her.

“You’re still a virgin, aren’t you? Don’t worry, you won’t be. At your age, I’d have thought someone would have stuck it to you a long time ago. No worries, it’ll only hurt for a few seconds.” Dickcut offandgazedinto her terrified eyes.

“If you’re not, you’re on the pill, right, sweetie? Uncle Dick can’t letyou get knocked-up. Shit, I hate it when that happens. Never heard of a virgin getting knocked up, and Mother Mary don’t count.”

He had his dick in his hand and was yanking it as he spoke to her, unsure if she’d answer truthfully aboutusing protection. Tink moved fast and felt nothing but hate for him. Lifting her leg, she swung her foot up and connected with his face, her heavy combat boots leading the way. His nose emitting a loud cracking noise as he fell backward onto the metal chair, his hand now caught up in his polyester pants, he held his junk protectively. She slid off of the desk, stood up and swung her leg back and kicked him with everything she had, smiling as the agonized moans filled the air. He toppled over onto the floor and screamed. Tink kicked him between his legs once more for good measure, walked over and picked up the phone and dialed 911.She spoke into the phone, her voice wavering as the kind woman on the other end took down the information. She hung up and took a deep breath.

“If that’s the position you think I was needing, Dick, I’ve got news for you,it never will be. I will have your job after this bullshit, and a lawsuit, too. You have no right to touch me, to come near me, and if you’ve done this to other girls here? The truth will rise when this hits the papers. Yes, I can see it now. The girls will shout it out to the world, I’m sure. I might justquit, but knowing I won’t have to look at your fucking face anymore, I might stick around, we’ll see what my lawyer says, sound delicious to you Dick?”

Tink breathed in, feeling disgusted by the odor of his juices and the lingering scent of garlic saliva on her body. She tried to compose herself. She stopped in her tracks, now unsure if the police would believe her. Taking the edges of her top, she ripped at the buttons, popping them from the fabric. They fell to the floor, soundless amongst the cacophony of Dicks loud moaning. The semen dripped like a lazy river downher leg and she felt validated, hoping it was enough evidence to send the piece of shit away for a long time. She questioned herself, then felt the bile rise in her throat. What if it wasn’t enough? What if they believed him and not her? Tears filled her eyes as she pondered what to do. She cringed and gagged. Running her finger through his semen, she spread it in her tight gap and pubic hair. She wanted to vomit, but she wanted him gone forever. Her hand shook as the tears fell and shock took over her body.

She lookedat the line of silk that hung out from the edge of her shorts and she unbuttoned the shorts and slid them off her body, then tossed them near the pained man. She walked over to Dick and ran her fingernails acrosshis face. The long red lines drew blood, and she wiped her fingers on his shirt, leaving garish streaks. A knock at the door startled her. Ken jiggled the doorknob.

“Hey Dick, you call the cops? Someone here called 911, Dick?” Tink unlocked the door and gazed at Ken through dazed eyes.

“Tell them I’m in here. I need to report an assault.” Ken glanced at Dick, who held his hands over his privates as he rolled around on the floor in agony. Ken glancedat Tink and then down to the scrap of red lace on the floor. Embarrassed, looking awayas her tears felldown her cheeks. Taking off his apron, he handed it to her to cover her nakedness.

“Good God, Tink, are you okay? I know he’s a scumbag, but I never thought he’d stoop this low. Do you need anything? Your shirt isripped, and um… Let me get the cops. I’ll be right back, okay?” Tink looked over at Dick and smiled, her face etched in a quiet sadness.

“Yeah, I never thought you’d do this, either. You messed with the wrong chick, Dick. Maybe this will teach you not to fuck around with unwilling women.”

Tink moved down the corridor to meet the two officers walking in her direction, Dick’s torrential crying not enough to change her mind.

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