When Li turned 18, she was told she had less than a day to pack her belongings. The orphanage didn't give her much notice, but it's not like the teenager had many things to pack anyway. An old phone with a cracked screen, a charger in parsley condition, and the modest clothes on her back was all the young woman had. Li had no last name and nowhere to turn to. She had her friends that she grew up with of course, but they were all years younger than her.
Li hugged the very last of her peers goodbye, and headed out the doorway of the orphanage into the wonders of the so-called 'real world'. It was pouring rain. Li tugged her hood over her head and made her way to the nearest bus stop. Her square glasses collected raindrops as she walked, blurring her vision and sending the clumsy girl careening into the closest stranger. After awkwardly apologizing to the irritated pedestrian, the bespectacled girl dashed away towards the bus.
Li didn't have a concrete plan of where to go or what to do, but the mall was the first stop on the list. Couldn't hurt to charge her phone and hang out in a nice dry food court. She boarded the bus and found a seat. As the journey began, Li thought out a game plan. She could walk around and ask for job applications around the shopping center. With all of those stores, at least one fish was likely to bite the line.
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Several passersby turned their heads to catch a glimpse of Li as she sat alone in the food court. Some wondered what such a pretty girl was doing alone. Li was a vision of delicate beauty. She was petite in height, with graceful curves and a modest cushioning of fat. Her skin was smooth and flawless, the creamy hue offset by a cascade of jet-black hair that tumbled down her back. Her eyes, large and almond shaped, were a deep shade of brown, pools of warmth and kindness that belied the hardships she had endured.
She had a quiet strength about her, a resilience that shone through even in the face of adversity. Despite the challenges she faced, there was a quiet determination in her gaze, a resolve to carve out a better life for herself no matter the cost.
Li picked at her meal and sighed, studying the job applications spread out before her on the table. With no references or past work history, Li's prospects were looking bleak. Her day would be even bleaker when she met Samuel.
Samuel, owner of Samuel's Pawn Shop, was prowling around the common area of the mall, brazenly staring at the young female shoppers as he hobbled on through the crowd. Samuel had originally come to the mall to haggle with the thrift store staff. It was how he spent most of his days off when he wasn't managing his own shop in the next town over.
The 50 year old grease ball of a man was an uneasy sight to behold. Samuel was morbidly obese, looked older than his age, and had a noticeable smell that lingered wherever he went. His bald spot dominated the top of his head. Dark gray hairs sparsely populated his chin and neck. Liver spots decorated his wrinkled forehead. His teeth were the color of corn. His hairy ass crack bulged out of the back of his pants, visible for all to see and smell.
He was naturally quite successful with women.
Samuel naturally panted and huffed when he walked. But when he saw Li, he gasped not out of exasperation, but awe. She was perfect!
The most gorgeous, youthful body he had ever laid eyes on. Curves that moved like graceful hills, accentuating her hips and feminine features. Even under the baggy clothing, Samuel's expertly perverted eyes could tell: She was hiding a work of art under a tarp. Plush child bearing thighs, C cup breasts hidden under a loose sweater, and a round rump that was ripe for ruination. Right then and there, Samuel knew that he would have this delectable specimen as his wife.
An outrageous assertion to the general masses for sure, but for this generally awful mass of lard named Samuel, anything was possible. Samuel was a slippery snake who was good at getting what he wanted. Be it scamming ignorant customers or lowballing sellers, he was adept. His lecherous business tactics translated into how he treated women as well. Samuel always came out on top, and yet, he was fantasizing about cumming on the Asian girl's bottom instead.
Samuel practically salivated over the girl, stalking her from afar. She sat all alone in the middle of the food court, eyes glued to her phone as she was munching away on a cold sandwich. The cheapest meal sold at the cheapest chain, Samuel noted as he began to approach her. Easy prey.
"Excuse me, young lady." Samuel waved to get Li's attention. "I couldn't help but notice your phone screen is cracked." He smiled when he saw her look up at him with her beautiful brown eyes. Very soon, her eyelashes would be dripping with his cum!
"Oh, yeah. This thing's been like this for a while." Li replied sheepishly. "It still works, though. Sort of."
"I own a repair shop. Do you mind if I take a look at it?" Samuel offered with a friendly smile. He was half lying. Samuel's pawn shop did make some shabby attempts at repairing technology. Absolutely ineffective in fixing the hardware, but a prosperous venture nonetheless.
"Oh, uh, sure." Li shrugged, handing the phone to Samuel. He pretended to examine it for a moment, then handed it back to Li.
"Should be an easy fix. But no point in doing so, it's such an old model." Samuel shook his head. "I have the kind that just came out last year back at my shop. It's just sitting there, you can have it if you want." He offered.
Li was taken aback by the stranger's kindness. "Really? You'd do that for me?" She asked in disbelief. "But why?"
"Because that phone you got right now is about to go obsolete at any moment." Samuel said. "And in this day and age, a phone is a necessity. You deserve a better phone, I won't take no for an answer." He winked.
"Gosh, thank you!" Li said, flustered.
"No need to thank me." Samuel chuckled with a dismissing wave. "I've been meaning to get rid of it. People don't really come to pawn shops to purchase cell phones. My name is Samuel by the way, what's yours?"
"Li." She replied.
Samuel noticed the stack of papers in front of Li as he spoke. Squinting, he could tell they were job applications.
"Ah, looking for a job I see?" He prompted.
"Yeah, but not that many places are hiring." Li sighed in response. "And the stores that did give me applications, are all asking for references." She shook her head. "But I don't have any. I've never had a job before."
Neurons fired in Samuel's malicious brain, soon a plan was formed.
"Oh?" He had to physically stop himself from licking his lips in anticipation. "Is that so?"
Samuel's mind churned with opportunity. Here was a vulnerable young woman, in need of a job and lacking references. It was almost too easy. He maintained his friendly demeanor, leaning in slightly as if to share a secret.
"You know, Li, I might just have a solution for you," he said, voice low and conspiratorial. "I happen to be looking for a new assistant at my store. And I'm not picky about references. I can think of many opportunities for you as my employee."
Li's eyes widened with hope, a glimmer of desperation mixed with gratitude evident in her expression. "Really? You'd do that for me?"
