wet beans

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Cole Alex Caper was no average boy. He was something special, something unique, a real one and only. He had green eyes, brown hair with hints of blonde, and very very attractive hands normally accompanied with silver rings.

Cole rolled up the sleeves of his muscular arms as he prepared to make a soft, squishy, bean filled burrito. It was his first year at Burrito Friend and he was already making his way to the top. Although he had just recently begun the managers just couldn't resist to admire the way his hands worked with soft tortillas and wet beans. Something about it really turned them on... if only he wasn't a minor. Cole was aware of the their crushes on him but he was never interested. His coworkers could only look at him with jealousy but a slight obsession. Cole wrapped the burrito in its parchment wrapping and set it down on the counter. "For table nine" Cole yelled. A figure approached and a white glove gently reached for the burrito. Cole looked up to see a slim tall muscular Italian man with a thick mustache and a green hat. He was beautiful. "H-h-hello." Cole barely managed out. The man smiled. "Hello." His voice was so smooth. "Your total will come to $3.29." Cole told the man. The man reached into the pocket of his overalls to grab his wallet. He placed a folded hundred dollar bill on the counter, winked and walked away. Cole picked the money up to find a piece of paper tucked in between with a phone number. Cole began to blush.

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 09 ⏰

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