A week has gone by after [I fucked the pooper scooper girl](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/oadhfu/im_still_in_shock_i_just_fucked_the_pooper/) and I have been so excited, waiting for today. It was a pretty busy morning for me, with a ton of meetings and I was getting a little worried that work would get in the way. I got her text mid-morning, a little later than normal:
Saved you for the last house before lunch. On my way now. Hungry?😜😜😹 I am!😮🍆💦💦
Well, I guess I know where this is going today. Sweet! She’s more forward than I had hoped for.
I muted my call and got the dogs in their crates while this developer in the Philipines droned on about all these microservices he’s putting into the cloud. Ya, ya, just let me know when it’s done…
From my window I see the familiar truck pull up and I’m still on my call, trying to move it along. I see her head into the backyard, bucket and grabber in hand. I just stay in my office, wearing my bamboo boxers and an old AC/DC concert shirt from the early 90s, an original, thank you.