Then that bitch ruined everything.
"There is a cab here for you."
Oh damnit! The job interview. The cab was here!
"Your father is gonna be very upset if you blow off your first job interview."
That bitch. It's like she knew. I had no choice. I stood up and zipped my pants up over my raging hard-on. I was shaking.
"Are you going?"
I angrily told her yes and I didn't need her help and she could go back upstairs. I didn't want her to see how hard she had made me when i stepped out of my door.