A week into the job i was working at till 14 and i was looking down across the tills while bagging stuffand i saw this girl working at a till, she loo...ed like a angel in a sea of grey faces, her hair swayed gently as she sweaped items across the lazer. i was broken out of trance as john the till guy said"jason, what are you looking at" i said nothing a pointed my head in her general direction "oh thats marie shes a till worker" ive never heard that name before, marie" i relped"if i was you i. He continued to frown and stare down at them. “You are going to have to prove it. I want both of you on video offering to sell yourselves to me, or this is over. I’m not going to fuck around and I’m not going to have you both coming back after we have sex saying I forced you or raped you or something. And don’t pretend that isn’t exactly what you would do!!” “No really Mr. Michaels, we wouldn’t do that. We understand. We agree. You can make a video of us. Right Jenny?”“Yeah. Okay. . I must have gurgled or something about then. The two of them made a production of comforting me, and I did feel oddly comforted. Loved even. It felt weird. I didn't remember my parents treating me quite the same way when I'd been a teenager. I mean, Arthur, presumably Amy's father, started talking babytalk at me."My widdle pwincess had a nightmare?" he asked. He shook his head playfully. "Is the princess feeling better? Would Amykins like a little num-num? Want Marie to make us all. That'sthe funny part.The sweet part is, none of his pain remained. This was who I had becomeand I had good friends and happy people around me and he was happy and hewas happy for me. He walked into my element and saw my life going on andknew I was going to be OK. My parents ended up staying for an hour andhad a glass of wine with us. My Mom dishing with the chicks and my Dadjust chilling with a bunch of hotties. The entire tgirl nation took abig step forward that night. Whatever he.