Its a cold fall afternoon and you are on your last house as a girl Scout delivering cookies. As you walk up to his house. This is the house you remember so fondly because of the goofy 16-19 year old man who always tips well. He calls himself vector but you know that's not his real name. You knock on the door and he opens with a keen look on his face. You say "the usual sir?" He replies quickly as if he had been preparing this "no I think I will mix it up this time" you, then surprised (this is the man who has had the same order for 5 years) say in a cut off guard fashion "oh? Then what would you like?". He replies "lemon cookies.".
"Is that all?" You say with a look on your face trying to show that they are the worst cookie. You, being the sly 15 year old girl scout you are say "you sure?" He replies "yep". "That will be 5 dollars mr. Vector.". "Here you go" he hands you the cash with an extra 10 dollars. He asks you if you want anything to drink and you say no politely and walk off.
(What were you expecting sex? She's fifteen you pedo)
