...and waited...

"So I used to have this boyfriend, pretty hot in that hairy man-beast sort of way."

"Uhuh."

"And I mean, at the time I was looking for a job, and he just kinda happened to have one, so I mean, it was natural to try to get it, you know?"

"Uhuh."

"And it was a busy city, so I knew that if I didn't take it someone else would, but he was a little hesitant about giving it to me. So I said, in his little shop, I think there was another apprentice working there at the time but I can't remember, that like 'I'll suck your dick if you give me the job'."

"So you sucked his dick?"

"I did, I did, I sucked his dick. But he told me to get under the table while he did his work, cause he had a lot of work to do. So there I was, sucking his dick under the table, when suddenly this customer comes in and throws a pair of shoes on the table, commanding him to fix them. They had a big sack of coins too, so he couldn't just say no. So I was sucking his dick and he was fixing the shoes, and this customer just refused to leave! He was just looking around you know, but he didn't leave."

"Uhuh."

"So I was nearing the end of my work, bobbing my head, trying to muffle my slurping and gulping, when I accidentally take too much. So I'm ****, and I can feel he's about to cum, and I'm trying to spit it out, and then, I have no idea why, I fucking moaned loudly, louder then I ever did before. And he just fucking cums! Cums buckets, covering me completely! So the customer, not seeing me, assumes he was the one that moaned, and seeing his dick out he assumed he was trying to fucking wank with his boots. So he's understandably angry, and they shout at each other, and they were about to fight when I pop my oblivious head out all covered in cum, and the customer just fucking freezes. Then he says as fucking straight as possible, and get this, that he won't call the authorities if he can face fuck me too. So there I am, still giddy and my head swimming in all that delicious cum, that I fucking lunge at him, tear his pants down, and give him the best fucking blowjob of his life! Basically, I got the job cobbling shoes with whoring on the side. The guy died a few years later, and since he had no family and his debts were paid, I got the shop, and that's where I continued to work until the day I died as well."

"Huh, that's quite a story."

"Yeah," Bell said, before changing the topic, "damn, I thought we'd be closer to the end."

"Don't even mention the line, it'll be much quicker that way."