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Chapter #2

Homer

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You were new in Springfield, and, being new to the world of adulthood, you needed to find a job. Luckily, a place called Moe's Tavern was hiring. Apparently, the owner, Moe, was going on vacation for a little while and he needed a bartender, and so you began your bartending career.

However, it seemed as though news that Moe was not going to be at the tavern really limited the amount of patrons that entered. Actually, since this was your first official shift with Moe gone, you had yet to even serve a customer. That is, until a larger, balding man wearing a simple shirt and jeans waltzed into the bar. He sat down at the empty counter and stared at you for a moment.

"Hey," he finally said. "You're not Moe."

"Correct, I'm not," you responded.

"Eh," replied the man. "Get me a beer anyways."

For some reason, his demanding tone slightly turned you on.

"Right away, sir," you responded, before getting him a beer. Apparently, the man was also turned on by you calling him sir.

"I'm Homer," the man said, drinking his beer.

"Nice to meet you, Homer," you replied, before seeing that he had emptied his entire beer. He gestured lazily for you to get him another, turning you on farther. From there, the conversation began to die down as Homer focused on his beers and you served him whenever he requested. Eventually, he got extremely drunk.

"You know," he said, slurring his words. "I've been having issues with my wife."

"What kind of issues?" you responded.

"Our sex life is so boring," he replied. "I want to try new things, like worshipping my feet, but she refuses."

Feeling a sudden boldness, you decide to say to him...

"I'll worship your feet."

He smiles, as though he had expected this the whole time, and gestures for you to come over to him. You do, and you see he has already taken his shoes off in anticipation, leaving his stinky feet to air out their fumes all over the bar.
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