Salesman visit

You and Eric move towards the office building. There's three or four teenage boy sitting outside, about Eric's age, reading some car magazine and talking about cars and engines. "You know those guys?"

"Huh? No," Eric said after a distracted moment from behind. "My school is way away from here. no chance."

"Okay," you say and look over your shoulder at him. "I need you to wait outside and not make a fuzz. Why don't you make friends with them? Probably the salesman's kid and some friends of his."

"I don't know anything about cars though," Eric said in a **** voice. "But fine. I'll ask them about Mobimons or something."

You find yourself positively surprised and nod silently before turning around to look at him. "Alright, give me ten minutes," you say as you open the door and give him the thumbs up.

You spend a few minutes bartering with the salesman about the car, cutting a little off the price and forcing him to swap the tires and whatnot."Alright, alright. I'll let the schoolgirls give it the full treatment and swap the tires," he says, rolling his eyes and relenting to your demands.

Wait, schoolgirls? you hear a few muted giggles and look outside the glass window and notice the heads of three or four long haired girls sitting on the bench. Apparently Eric had said something funny to them and they'd found him amusing.

Still, he could have sworn he hadn't seen any girls sitting outside. Hadn't there been a group of boys, or did you dream that?

"Still with us?" the salesman asked you, snapping you back to reality with the tap of a pen on the table next to the contract.

"Uh, sure, just had a deja vu moment," you said as you took his pen. "You have schoolgirls employed in here?"

"Hah, employed," the salesman said with a tired laugh. "The quartuplets are mine, and I'm lucky if I won't be a grandfather before I'm 40 the way they are pillaging their high school. "No, I keep them here to teach them a thing or two about working a trade beyond the oldest trade, if you catch my drift. "

"Quartuplets? wow," you said in reply, choosing to not pick up what he was otherwise putting down. You look up and find yourself looking over the salesman's head. Some part of your brain could swear he had been taller and caucasian, not a round faced asian with pitch black hair shaped like a frazzled bowl. "Not much time for sleep the first years, I guess?" You say as you begin to wonder if you slept poorly last night, pre-dreaming the day or something.

"Wah, no time for sleep then, no time for sleep now," he said with a slight accent. "Me and their mäma keep guard so they don't sneak out, spend half our wage on contraceptives. No respect for classic family values," He said and made a spitting sound with his lips. "You be glad you don't have quartuplets, bachelor man.

"How do you know I'm a... bachelor?" you ask as you take your copy and stand up, getting ready to leave this weird conversation.

"Oh I can sense the blessing on your aura, mister," he said and pressed a finger on your torso right above your heart, causing you to wince. The guy got hidden strengths. "Now go and take that boy of yours with you, before we become brothers-in-law."

You laugh nervously and nod. "Alright, I will do just that, thank you very much," you say as you take the opportunity to step outside.

Eric was sitting in between the four girls, and boy, he was having a look on his face you'd never seen anyone have. It was a mix of horror, confusion, incredulity and joy.

Also, time flies. You could have sworn he was half the size last time you saw him. but, he was 18 years old, and his mother preferred to have him go to his uncle every other weekend to keep him from tearing down the house, or someone else's house, with his friends.

The four Asian schoolgirls were wearing matching outfits, school girl uniforms, not for a school but designed in the colors that the car salesman used for his shop. "Uncle Wong's Action Cars." And they were really lathering up your nephew with coos and gossip.

You'd admit your nephew wasn't half bad looking, he'd been doing some basic sports, had some meat on his arms, but no six pack or boyband face to speak of. nevertheless, the girls seemed infatuated with him, and they were way out of his league. They were bombshells, and if it hadn't been for the fact that they were so young you'd probably do your best to memorize this moment to bring it back up again when you went to jerk off before going to bed.

"Alright, Eric, ask them for their number, we got to go," you said to your nephew as you noticed some of them were getting pretty hands on with Eric, padding his thighs and caressing his arms a little too eagerly.

Eric gave you a look of confusion and annoyance for a second before blinking and catching himself. "I have to go with my uncle, Michael, here," he said before mentioning his social media handle, and you could actually see one of the girls were paying enough attention to tap it into her phone. Lucky Eric!

"They're quadruplets, Mike," Eric said in a dumbfounded tone as he tried to introduce them to you. "Asa, Naomi, Jayden and Kira," he said and pointed at the various identical girls, who seemed to have color coded themselves with a short tie. They seemed impressed, so you assume he'd actually managed to remember the right names for the right girls.

"I don't think I've ever met quadruplets before," you say to the four girls and bow ceremoniously, causing them to giggle. "This is Eric, my nephew, and he must now return with me."

The four girls awed and pouted but they waved you off quickly as you patted Eric to turn around and join you in leaving the sales lot and going to your sister's borrowed car. "Well, that went well?"

"Huh? Oh, sure," Eric said with a blush on his face.

"Did you ask them if they liked Mobimon?" you say with a smirk. It was a pretty non-feminine computer game, so you figured if he had, they'd been making fun of it. Eric seemed to get the hidden meaning and glanced up at you to see if you were mocking him.

"Actually, they were playing Mobimon when I... started talking to them. They wanted to see my Mobimons."

"Is that what they call it these days?" you say with a smirk and a chuckle, causing Eric to scoff and stuff his hands into his pockets. "I'm just messing with you. Eric. but maybe don't hit on four girls at once. Start with something easier."

Eric scoffed again and went silent for a few moments as you looked around for the car, as you were pressing the key fob unlock button you finally heard a beep.

"Mike?" Eric asked behind you, causing you to turn around to look at him.