Pablo's Comida Alternate Ending
Chapter 1: Pablo's Comida
Derrick threw his backpack over his shoulder and looked at his room for the last time. It wasn’t a nice room, it was small and cramped, and there were unremovable stains on every wall. The ceiling was a sickly white, his closet smelled like sweat, and his desk was slightly broken. Frankly, it was a horrible room, but that did not stop Derrick from feeling a deep attachment to it. His lips trembled slightly at the thought of never seeing it again. This was the room he grew up in, the room he lost his virginity, the room where he and his brother had many discussions about school and life. This was the room which made him the man he was today.
Suddenly, a large sturdy hand placed itself on his shoulder. Derrick turned …show more content…
She dragged him to the back of the restaurant.
“Go ahead.” She said.
“Go ahead with what?” Derrick asked, still confused.
“Oh come on!” She exclaimed, “I saw you looking before. Don’t you want to see more?”
“Oh…” Derrick realised what was happening, “Yes.”
She guided his hand and placed it on top of her breast. It felt soft and like fabric, though that was probably just the waitress uniform she had on.
Derrick noticed the unimpressed look on her face as he stood like a statue.
“Come on, Derrick.” He thought to himself, “You’re not a damn virgin. Take control! Be a man!”
He changed his expression to that of one filled with confidence.
He looked directly in her eyes and smirked slightly.
She smiled at him, becoming more satisfied in his performance.
He slowly began unbuttoning her shirt, and went through all the standard procedure. Start with the mouth, from the neck all the way down to the thighs, then use tongue and a finger until she’s ready for
Derrick threw his backpack over his shoulder and looked at his room for the last time. It wasn’t a nice room, it was small and cramped, and there were unremovable stains on every wall. The ceiling was a sickly white, his closet smelled like sweat, and his desk was slightly broken. Frankly, it was a horrible room, but that did not stop Derrick from feeling a deep attachment to it. His lips trembled slightly at the thought of never seeing it again. This was the room he grew up in, the room he lost his virginity, the room where he and his brother had many discussions about school and life. This was the room which made him the man he was today.
Suddenly, a large sturdy hand placed itself on his shoulder. Derrick turned …show more content…
She dragged him to the back of the restaurant.
“Go ahead.” She said.
“Go ahead with what?” Derrick asked, still confused.
“Oh come on!” She exclaimed, “I saw you looking before. Don’t you want to see more?”
“Oh…” Derrick realised what was happening, “Yes.”
She guided his hand and placed it on top of her breast. It felt soft and like fabric, though that was probably just the waitress uniform she had on.
Derrick noticed the unimpressed look on her face as he stood like a statue.
“Come on, Derrick.” He thought to himself, “You’re not a damn virgin. Take control! Be a man!”
He changed his expression to that of one filled with confidence.
He looked directly in her eyes and smirked slightly.
She smiled at him, becoming more satisfied in his performance.
He slowly began unbuttoning her shirt, and went through all the standard procedure. Start with the mouth, from the neck all the way down to the thighs, then use tongue and a finger until she’s ready for