“Come on, Alix, don’t be naive; a cute girl like you with nice legs and milky skin. Yeah, right there. The mashing happened by pushing herself up on tensed arms then letting her butt slam on the thankfully clean floor. “Yeah, uh, I’ll have whatever he’s having, I guess.”
“See?” A voice said from behind the living juicer. Now we see the shape of the ram and the fruits getting mashed inside.”
Mashed… Go to the cash; I’ll take over the smoothie.”
Alix slowly got back on her feet to penguin-walk to the counter while covering her hairless crotch with her hands. She was happy to let her coworker Pedro take charge but still didn’t understand how he talked her into this crazy plan of replacing the juicer organically. It was now time for the dreaded juicing. She got her boss’s meaning after a few confused seconds but didn’t think anyone was going to want to drink from there.
