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Mike had been a mechanic for about 5 years which was lifetime in that industry. He needed a breath of fresh air to break up the monotony. He found himself living a life of grease and dirty rags. Same shit day after a day.
"Goddammit" he thought. "Something's gotta give. I don't want to be a grease monkey the rest of my life."
He thought he was cursed since his parents named him after that 80s band that had the hit song "The Living Years."
Then he saw her. A petite, cute hottie came sauntering in to the machine shop and asked if the could help. She gave him a sly wink.
"Aren't you the new girl up front?"
Yes, but I also like to get my hands dirty." She looked him up and down seductively.
Mike was just over 6 feet tall, dark hair and features. He had a lean,muscular look. There was a distant faraway look in his eyes.
"Well you've come to just the right place." Mike couldn't help but notice her glancing up and down checking him out. He also quickly glanced at her tight baby doll T which was hiding her considerable "talents" he was a particular fan of these kinds of talents. The bigger the better. She blushed as she caught him glancing.
"Well, we have a pretty gunked up manifold over here. You're welcome to pitch in. I normally don't let people from up front help out but you seem nice."
She walked over and took a look at the massive piece of machinery. It was a huge jet engine capable of generating tons of horsepower. The thought of all that power oddly turned her on.
"Goddammit" he thought. "Something's gotta give. I don't want to be a grease monkey the rest of my life."
He thought he was cursed since his parents named him after that 80s band that had the hit song "The Living Years."
Then he saw her. A petite, cute hottie came sauntering in to the machine shop and asked if the could help. She gave him a sly wink.
"Aren't you the new girl up front?"
Yes, but I also like to get my hands dirty." She looked him up and down seductively.
Mike was just over 6 feet tall, dark hair and features. He had a lean,muscular look. There was a distant faraway look in his eyes.
"Well you've come to just the right place." Mike couldn't help but notice her glancing up and down checking him out. He also quickly glanced at her tight baby doll T which was hiding her considerable "talents" he was a particular fan of these kinds of talents. The bigger the better. She blushed as she caught him glancing.
"Well, we have a pretty gunked up manifold over here. You're welcome to pitch in. I normally don't let people from up front help out but you seem nice."
She walked over and took a look at the massive piece of machinery. It was a huge jet engine capable of generating tons of horsepower. The thought of all that power oddly turned her on.
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