The Watch Thief
If you look like a regular blue-collar worker, exasperated at having to return to work at midnight on a friday, well, you were just another schmuck.
Tech Support
It was obvious the male was a bit of a blue collar worker, the beer belly a dead give-away, "yeah, come in. my fuckin' kid bought me this thing an' i don't know shit about it."
Capsule - Prologue + Chapter 1
Said the blue-collar worker as he chimed in. "i've got another source for that equipment. all i need you to do is build the ship and install the equipment i send you." he continued. "i'd also like for you to not speak of this to anyone else.
The little comic book shop of horrors 2
Neil chuckled, "i'm a fucking blue collar worker, what were you expecting?" i held his right hand, touching the heavily calloused palm, then i checked the left one and was the same. "what the hell did they made you do?" i was concerned.
Meryle's story (part II)
"o-oh my..i-it gets right into it..larina felt her body grow hot as her blouse was ripped open by the charming stranger....she shared a lustful moan with him as he massaged her breast with the rough, powerful hands of a blue collared worker and pressed her
Apples and Trees
It was brightly lit, crowded, and the smell of grease nearly hid the sweet stink of those blue-collar workers. jr tugged on his grey polo shirt over his small bulge. he imagined the droplets of ass sweat forming on the plastic cover of the bar stools.
Surprise Gifting
It was more suitable to a blue collar worker then a man that lived in a twenty five million dollar property and it certainly did not stand up to what his father wore every day.
The Belly Bed Club
Even here blue collared workers moved about in practiced ease despite weighing in a size that could frighten sumos. they seemed busy organizing an array of storage bins with all kinds of props and seasonally themed outfits.
A.D.F.
One might've imagined him some sort of blue-collar worker, but for the..._directness_ of his gaze. he presented quite a contrast to inspector broadbent, whom he had never met before in his life. "is it finished?"
Urban Trap (Commission)
No one questioned what she did for a living if she looked like a blue-collar worker. as if anyone with a blue-collar job could afford her loft. then again, it wasn't really her loft.
Maid Trap (Commission)
No longer the blue-collar worker, but a casual goddess whose presence clamped jamie’s tongue down. “you can just call me mistress.” “i…i won’t.” the defiance in his words felt akin to running a mile.
Urban Trap
No one questioned what she did for a living if she looked like a blue-collar worker. as if anyone with a blue-collar job could afford her loft. then again, it wasn't really her loft.