I had this friend we’ll call “Tina ” she worked at a local bookstore. I would stop in to see her on occasion , and take her out for a drink after work . We’d been friends for years, she was kinda like a sister to me.
One friday night I stopped in just before closing time. Tina was behind the counter doing the receipts, she said hello and asked me to lock the door for her. I did which was nothing unusual, I often waited for her inside and did a few things to help her out. I sat in a chair that was out in front if the register, there is also a sofa there too. I guess it’s so people can sit down to checkout the books their buying.
Tina asked what I felt like doing? I said it didn’t matter to me, but we’d have to go somewhere i could sit cause my back was a little out of whack. I’d always wanted to get Tina to trample me, but thought it would be awkward seeing as how I’d known her for years. my back really was out so I figured what the hell. I waited for her to lock the safe and come around the counter. Tina said how’d you hurt your back . I said moving a filing cabinet. Then I said will you try to crack my back for me.