His name was Wally.
Well his name was Wallace.
He was the Barney Fife of Security Guards. He was like Serious Smurf or Screwed Smurf more likely with what happened to him. There was this woman at the library who worked in reference. She was a major diva/bitch/tease/drama-queen/psycho. This is amazing bit of info as she worked and probably still works at that library on that campus still. It probably makes sense though- everyone ends up somewhere- many of the worst thought end up here.
Wally should have seen it coming.
Wally should have never thought he could take her on.
Hell, I knew I couldn't take her on, and still the temptation to mess around with her was awful.
She was trouble and women who are trouble just seem to be major magnets to men who want to go down in flames.
One Night, Wally swaggers in and makes his move on her.
The next night Wally staggers out, arrested for assault by his own beloved department and charged with sexual harassment
She is a pariah.
What happened?
The short answer would be proof of power.
The long answer goes like this.
Psycho Smurfette, was a librarian- which by their very natures (since the Music Man) are unattainable women by definition.
What was worse is that Psycho Smurfette was an attractive 30something who had a tight, compact 5 foot something body, with medium shapely breasts and a round well formed butt that could get a man's mind working like you would never believe possible. She wore her hair short but grab-able ( I am building up to it) She would tight slacks and pants that enhanced the roundness of each buttock and blouses that rode low enough to get imaginations rolling but high enough to be comfortable.
Wally must have been a goner from the beginning.
Her story ran like this:
Wally came onto her in her office and suggest that they make use of the privacy of the stacks. She declined- he persisted. She threatened him and he pushed her into a corner and groped her bosom.
Yes, that was the words she used- groping and bosom.
It was mostly a lie as it turned out.
She probably had something on the Library Admin, since he fell over himself to hand here Wally's head on a platter- the head of his favorite security guard- I might add. Wally was very good at what he did for the Library- the admins loved him- he had keys to all their private offices. In fact he had spent time there quite a bit.
I suspect that not only was Wally preferred over the other smurfs, that he was poking around with several other librarians and staff and someone got very jealous.
Wally came back by to see them after he was charged, fired and acquitted- the Judge laughed Psycho Smurfette out of the courtroom apparently. Wally said she looked extremely pissed. Still she had won- Wally lost the Job he worshiped.
Wally's story ran like this.
She was always asking for it. Even leaving him notes on places where they could meet up to "talk."
Wally showed us all the notes.
Butter choked up on a couple of them- and I knew that they had actually been meant for him. He looked sick since he hated Psycho Smurfette and loathed her. Poor Wally.
Anyway, Wally had tried meeting her in these places, she always acted surprised but as Wally puts in here. She would shimmy her butt and start flirting with him.
This of course, could mean she flirted with him or just sashayed by.
So according to Wally, the last night he worked. He was "Patrolling the Offices" (something only he was allowed to do) and there she was in her office.
Wally says that he went in and they talked and she came over and had him sit on her couch and then she sat on his lap. Wally says that "petting" began at that point with her rubbing his crotch and he groped her breasts. Then she pulled him up and over to her empty desk and he "bent her over the desk and had his way with her."
He added these notes to this as we sat there (most of us thinking- you stupid idiot)
She grunted while he "rode that sweet ass."
She had him pull her hair back as they did it.
They never were fully nude.
She came at least twice.
She made animal noises then purred like a cat afterward.
He left her with a grin on her face.
An evil grin as it turned out.
Wally concludes his story by telling us that he's got a new security job out a the Industrial park. If any of us want a job out there - he'll put in a good word for us.
Poor Wally, the whole time he's there he looks like a lost puppy wanting to come home.
When he leaves he passes the Psycho Smurfette- you can see in his frown than he is definitely remembering some act even if what he told us was complete bullshit.
She is aloof and barely glances at him. By the time she comes storming up to our desk. Butter has gone on Patrol. I am in the bathroom (peering out) and it's only the Russian sitting there.
She seethes and rages. He gives her the patented dead eye calm stare and shrugs.
She doesn't know he can actually speak English.
As I stare at her back, hell as I stare at her butt. I am imagining her bent over the desk, pants pulled down to her ankles, blouse pushed up over her breasts which are pressed against the wood of her desk. Her head is up and she is looking back as a security guard as they do it. Except, it's not Wally- it's me.
I know I have a major erection right now. I can't help it.
I know she's a psycho bitch but she has this ability to make you lust like you are Wally.
It's power pure and simple. I suspect that she enjoys the power more than anything even as I am disparately thinking about baseball, cold showers and digging ditches.
As she walks back by the Restrooms she looks straight into my face (I am caught like a opossum in the headlights) and she licks her lips and winks at me.
Well his name was Wallace.
He was the Barney Fife of Security Guards. He was like Serious Smurf or Screwed Smurf more likely with what happened to him. There was this woman at the library who worked in reference. She was a major diva/bitch/tease/drama-queen/psycho. This is amazing bit of info as she worked and probably still works at that library on that campus still. It probably makes sense though- everyone ends up somewhere- many of the worst thought end up here.
Wally should have seen it coming.
Wally should have never thought he could take her on.
Hell, I knew I couldn't take her on, and still the temptation to mess around with her was awful.
She was trouble and women who are trouble just seem to be major magnets to men who want to go down in flames.
One Night, Wally swaggers in and makes his move on her.
The next night Wally staggers out, arrested for assault by his own beloved department and charged with sexual harassment
She is a pariah.
What happened?
The short answer would be proof of power.
The long answer goes like this.
Psycho Smurfette, was a librarian- which by their very natures (since the Music Man) are unattainable women by definition.
What was worse is that Psycho Smurfette was an attractive 30something who had a tight, compact 5 foot something body, with medium shapely breasts and a round well formed butt that could get a man's mind working like you would never believe possible. She wore her hair short but grab-able ( I am building up to it) She would tight slacks and pants that enhanced the roundness of each buttock and blouses that rode low enough to get imaginations rolling but high enough to be comfortable.
Wally must have been a goner from the beginning.
Her story ran like this:
Wally came onto her in her office and suggest that they make use of the privacy of the stacks. She declined- he persisted. She threatened him and he pushed her into a corner and groped her bosom.
Yes, that was the words she used- groping and bosom.
It was mostly a lie as it turned out.
She probably had something on the Library Admin, since he fell over himself to hand here Wally's head on a platter- the head of his favorite security guard- I might add. Wally was very good at what he did for the Library- the admins loved him- he had keys to all their private offices. In fact he had spent time there quite a bit.
I suspect that not only was Wally preferred over the other smurfs, that he was poking around with several other librarians and staff and someone got very jealous.
Wally came back by to see them after he was charged, fired and acquitted- the Judge laughed Psycho Smurfette out of the courtroom apparently. Wally said she looked extremely pissed. Still she had won- Wally lost the Job he worshiped.
Wally's story ran like this.
She was always asking for it. Even leaving him notes on places where they could meet up to "talk."
Wally showed us all the notes.
Butter choked up on a couple of them- and I knew that they had actually been meant for him. He looked sick since he hated Psycho Smurfette and loathed her. Poor Wally.
Anyway, Wally had tried meeting her in these places, she always acted surprised but as Wally puts in here. She would shimmy her butt and start flirting with him.
This of course, could mean she flirted with him or just sashayed by.
So according to Wally, the last night he worked. He was "Patrolling the Offices" (something only he was allowed to do) and there she was in her office.
Wally says that he went in and they talked and she came over and had him sit on her couch and then she sat on his lap. Wally says that "petting" began at that point with her rubbing his crotch and he groped her breasts. Then she pulled him up and over to her empty desk and he "bent her over the desk and had his way with her."
He added these notes to this as we sat there (most of us thinking- you stupid idiot)
She grunted while he "rode that sweet ass."
She had him pull her hair back as they did it.
They never were fully nude.
She came at least twice.
She made animal noises then purred like a cat afterward.
He left her with a grin on her face.
An evil grin as it turned out.
Wally concludes his story by telling us that he's got a new security job out a the Industrial park. If any of us want a job out there - he'll put in a good word for us.
Poor Wally, the whole time he's there he looks like a lost puppy wanting to come home.
When he leaves he passes the Psycho Smurfette- you can see in his frown than he is definitely remembering some act even if what he told us was complete bullshit.
She is aloof and barely glances at him. By the time she comes storming up to our desk. Butter has gone on Patrol. I am in the bathroom (peering out) and it's only the Russian sitting there.
She seethes and rages. He gives her the patented dead eye calm stare and shrugs.
She doesn't know he can actually speak English.
As I stare at her back, hell as I stare at her butt. I am imagining her bent over the desk, pants pulled down to her ankles, blouse pushed up over her breasts which are pressed against the wood of her desk. Her head is up and she is looking back as a security guard as they do it. Except, it's not Wally- it's me.
I know I have a major erection right now. I can't help it.
I know she's a psycho bitch but she has this ability to make you lust like you are Wally.
It's power pure and simple. I suspect that she enjoys the power more than anything even as I am disparately thinking about baseball, cold showers and digging ditches.
As she walks back by the Restrooms she looks straight into my face (I am caught like a opossum in the headlights) and she licks her lips and winks at me.
No comments:
Post a Comment