Deadly Desires

TheLittlestDipper

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Today was the big day. Alyss would finally take over her father's beloved doughnut shop. She shuddered, obviously not amused by this. She was now 18, able to drink, and smoke, and live on her own- But instead she now owns a food joint that specializes in breakfast food.

Alyss crawled out of bed, and looked out the window out of habit. Not much to see, just a very, very small town in Texas that very, very few people even knew existed. Silatune. Not much to see, just a few houses here and there, maybe a building or two. Not much happened there. Alyss ran her hands through her messy black hair and closed her eyes, sighing. She was truly a sight to behold, even just out of bed. With perky D-cup breasts, flawless caramel skin, an hour-glass figure, and long, wavy black hair, she had no trouble with boys wanting to fuck her. Her problem was that all of them were scared off by her father. Alex could be.. Well, overprotective and loud when it came to boys and his precious daughter.

Alyss grabbed her clothing, just a simple grey tanktop and revealing shorts. Just because she was off limits didn't mean she couldn't put on a show. She turned on the shower, undressing while it got hot and steamy before jumping in. Alyss washed herself, got out, brushed her hair, and dried off, before getting dressed in just under an hour. Alyss skipped downstairs and waved to her father, who was waiting for her. He never said much, unless he was yelling or insulting the men who wished to court Alyss. Soon they were off, and It was time to open shop.

The Doughnut Shack was a small, colorful little store that opened at 7:30 sharp, and people would always ponder on what to get. Over 70 different flavors, plenty of drinks and tables, people came here to discuss anything. It was an open place.

Alyss was busy working at the counter while Alex handled the doughnuts next to her. She knew everyone in town, it being small, but a stranger wandered in to Alyss's surprise. Silatune never got visitors.

(Open, any gender allowed. Lengthy paragraphs?)
 
This stranger was very hard to identify. For one thing, he was very tall, at least 6'6", and he was covered head to toe in black. Most of his body was covered up by a black trench coat, but you could see him wearing a pair of black dress pants and black dress shoes. He wore a black beret and his face was covered by large aviator sunglasses. He was carrying a black briefcase and had a black laptop bag over his shoulder.

As I approached the counter, you smiled and asked me for my order.

"I'll take a chocolate glazed donut and a black coffee, please."
 
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