December 6th
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I walked into a Muschi location and told them I was there to meet Travis Lemars for an interview.
It didn't take long before I was led to a room where a man was sitting with coffee and doughnuts on display.
He quickly stood in his expensive looking suit and introduced himself, "Ah you must be Mickey Glover. I'm Travis Lemars." He extended his hand and shook my hand before waving his hand out to the seat across the table, "Please sit."
I sat not saying anything feeling extremely anxious.
Travis smiled, "Would you like some coffee and a doughnut?"
I looked down at the spread and poured myself a cup of coffee before choosing on the simple glazed doughnut and lightly chewed on the doughnut trying to not say anything.
Travis waited a moment before speaking with a smile, "First off I want to congratulate you on winning the No Nut Challenge," he lightly chuckled, "I tried the challenge myself a few years back. I didn't last more than a week and a half, myself."
I smiled but still didn't say anything as I was following the script that Becky and I decided to follow.
The plan was simple. Try not to say anything. Let them do all the talking. And keep all my answers short and to the point.
We had tried to think of every question they would ask but eventually ruled it down to one simple truth. I went on holiday to check out different housing designs, seeing how my job is as a junior architect. I was away looking at designs getting different ideas for my projects. My rental broke down. Amber met me and helped get me home. Found out Becky was throwing a party for her good season, I was to play dumb on what her good season was, met up with her and headed home from there.
Sounded completely stupid but gave enough answers to where it should be semi believable to Muschi as I was off the grid for most of the time.
Travis noticed I wasn't saying anything as he squinted at me for a moment before he talked, "Anyways. WE, meaning Muschi, have some questions that we'd be interested in hearing your answers about certain topics."
I grunted through a mouthful of doughnut, "Shoot."
Travis looked at me before speaking, "I'm wondering if you know what a Hunter is?"
I looked at trying to play dumb as I spoke, "What's a Hunter?"
Travis looked at me for a moment trying to judge my reaction as he continued, "Did you know your sister, Rebecca Glover, is a Hunter?"
I shook my head, "No." I tilted my head, "What's a Hunter?"
Travis coughed but continued, "So you have no idea that your sister is a Hunter?"
I looked at him and spoke loudly, "HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW WHAT A HUNTER IS IF YOU DON'T TELL ME?"
Travis squinted at me, "So your sister never told you she was a Hunter?"
I looked at him and sighed, "No." I spoke, "What is a Hunter?" I tried to elaborate, "Is she supposed to Hunt something?"
Travis smiled but continued, "On November 5th you had a young girl visit you. Why didn't you answer the door?"
I tried to think back to the day before I blinked and spoke the only thing I could think of, "You mean jailbait girl?"
Travis frowned but spoke, "Yes, her."
I blinked at him, "I did answer the door....through my camera system."
Travis looked down as he spoke, "Ah yes...it does say that. But you said you were at work." He looked at me, "SO, were you at work?"
I looked at him, "Yes."
Travis looked down, "Then why does your cock ring's GPS show you were home?"
Uh oh I wasn't aware my cock ring had fucking GPS. Should have guessed about this. Might need to change my answers a little bit.
I stuttered, "Excuse me?"
Travis looked at me as he spoke slowly, "Your....cock...ring's....GPS....showed.....you.....were.....home."
I sighed, "Fine. I was home," I leaned forward," but I work from home." I waved my hand forward, "And for God's sake she looked 14. I'm not trying to go to jail."
Travis smirked as he shrugged, "Fair enough. That's an acceptable answer."
Travis looked down and spoke again, "On November 7th you were visited by a duo of girls." He looked up at me, "Why didn't you visit your door then?"
I sighed already knowing where this was going, "Because the girl didn't look like a normal UPS driver," I shrugged, "besides my normal UPS driver is a portly lady named Linda. SO I wasn't sure if she was out to rob me so I didn't trust her."
Travis nodded though he continued, "Shame. I would have answered the door."
I rolled my eyes before I spoke, "Listen if you want to get robbed that's your prerogative." I leaned forward looking him in the eyes, "Not MINE!"
Travis bounced his head side to side weighing my reasoning before continuing, "Then again you had another visit a few days later from a different girl."