Thirsty Work

I am more or less permanently thirsty - despite being stationed right next to a water fountain. Perhaps unsurprisingly, my mouth tastes permanently of female shoe leather.

Needless to say, none of my pretty customers would ever dream of sharing their refreshing water with me - the office humble-head slave!





















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