Bobby

…summoned up another batch of saliva and deliberately worked it into the soggy wad of today’s newspaper headlines swishing around in his mouth. Peering over the top of the counter, he carefully gauged the speed and direction of his target. Slowly he raised the straw to his lips – no sudden movement to draw attention and spook his prey. His tongue expertly positioned the sloppy wad of goo into the straw and he carefully pursed his lips around the end of it. Breathing through his nose he filled his mouth with air and violently released it through the straw launching the wad through the air on a line. To Bobby’s delight, his target turned just in time to receive the wad directly between her eyes. The spray temporarily blinded her and the cup she had just finished filling with Mountain Dew fell to the ground. Bobby could not contain himself and let out a wild hoot. The kids at school are going to flip when they hear about this.

Bobby Phillips had worked at the convenience store for just about 4 weeks. Taking this job was not so much for the money but for the access to the porn magazines stored behind the counter. His store issued uniform was originally white but now showcased his knack for dribbling and his misgivings with respect to personal hygiene. His white paper hat was two sizes too small and clung precariously to the side of his head fastened by his oversized right ear.