And The Winner is...

Willow lost count of how many visitors she had hugged throughout the day. All she knew was that there was a lot more than the last time she was working here, and that most of the guests were men ranging from eighteen year old college kids to single fathers well into their fifties.

She had also got a hug from at least ten sets of women in their twenties, one couple having one give her a flirty wink while her girlfriend licked her hips and growled.

"Just get through today, Willow." The woman muttered to herself under her breath, "After today, you'll get the money to pay the rent. Then you can strip that bitch naked and kick her out! Maybe we'll see how she likes this mess!"

"Who?"

Willow yelped in surprise and jumped back, turning around to see Dylan standing next to her. She glared as she let out a low growl. "What are you doing here? What do you want?"

"I got off work a few hours ago, actually." Dylan explained, "I just wanted to come back and see the rest of the zoo while there's still time left. I saw you standing there and I just wanted to come over and -"

"And what? Gawk at my ass again?" Willow asked rudely.

"No!" Dylan said defensively, "I didn't mean to do it the first time! It's just that you took me by surprise is all. I expected to see a lot of strange things on my first day, but a cute half-naked woman sleeping in the break room didn't make the list. I came over to apologize for this morning."

Willow sighed. "No, I'm sorry." She apologized, "It's just... I've been having nothing but bad luck these past few days. It would take forever to list off everything, so I'll just say that it started with me getting locked out by my roommate, and ended with me getting scrubbed in tomato juice and hosed down in the parking lot."

"Yeah, I heard about that, but I didn't believe it at first." Dylan commented, "Though I can kinda believe it now that I can smell some of the skunk musk on you."

"YOU CAN?!" Willow asked, blushing tomato red as she sniffed her arm. Sure enough, the woman could smell a faint oder from her. Not too noticeable, but still there. The woman then groaned as she put her head in her hands. "Ugh! Just shoot me now."

"Sorry." Dylan apologized again, wishing he hadn't said anything. "If it helps, you can barely smell it. I have some hydrogen peroxide, dish soap, and baking soda that you can use to get rid of it fully back at my place. I can swing by and grab them for you before I drop you off at your place, if you'd like."

Willow turned to look at Dylan, a look of surprise on her face. For the first time since this whole debacle started, someone was actually not trying to make this situation more humiliating for her. "You'd do that? Really?"

"Consider it my apology for what happened this morning."

Willow couldn't help herself as she lunged forward and wrapped her arms around Dylan's neck, bringing the man in for a hug. "Thank you so mu-"

Willow and Dylan yelped in surprise as a series of bells and whistles went off, surprising the other guests as well as Griffin stepped out from a doorway that lead to a ticket office.

"Well, well." Griffin said with a chuckle, walking up to the two. "It looks like our millionth visitor and the winner of our raffle is none other than our newest employee, Dylan Summers."

"'Raffle'? What 'raffle'?" Dylan asked in genuine confusion.

"Wait just a minute!" Willow said as she broke away from Dylan. "He's an employee! He shouldn't be able to win!"

"Technically, yes." Griffin commented, "However, he technically was a guest when he won, so Dylan gets to take you home for the week."

Dylan felt his manhood become as hard as a diamond while his face became as red as a tomato, a look of surprised horror on his face. Quickly turning to Willow, he raised his hand in defense as he stated, "I swear! I didn't even know anything about this raffle!"

"I'm not staying with him for a week!" Willow said sternly.

"I thought you really needed that money?" Griffin asked. When Willow gave him a growl, the man added under his breath, "Look, if you just go home with him for the week, I'll triple the money I promised and cut your work days in half. Deal?"

"I cannot believe this!" Willow muttered while she stuffed the money into her bikini top as she and Dylan walked through the zoo parking lot.

"Sorry about this." Dylan said awkwardly, "I didn't know anything about this raffle. Otherwise, I would've just gone straight home."

"Doesn't matter. I'm pretty used to all this happening nonsense happening by now." Willow muttered, "Where's your car at?"

"Uh, here's the thing..." Dylan said as he gestured to a black motorcyle next to him.

Willow opened her mouth to respond, only to close it again with a sigh. "I don't care anymore."

Dylan mounted his motorcycle and put on his helmet, handing another helmet to Willow. The woman put it over her head and sat behind the man, pressing her breasts against Dylan's back as she held on. Dylan blushed as he revved up his engine and pulled out of the parking lot, heading for his home...