Diane hated working at her Dad's printing shop. He had offered her the job for the summer so she would have some spending money when she went to university in the fall.
Diane knew student summer jobs were hard to get and she was lucky having a father able to hire her but the animals she had to work with every day repulsed her.
Diane was general "dog's body", answering phones, looking after the mail and making coffee. Most of the time Diane was in charge, her father being out rounding up business.
Tom Barnes had three guys working in the back shop for him. Ivan, the forty-something married Russian immigrant, Paul, the alcoholic and Tyrone, a young lad about Diane's age. These were the guys who were the curse of Diane's life.
Diane had to go into the back to deliver jobs to the guys and bring the finished products up front for packaging. It was also her job to make them coffee and go to get them their lunches. Being located in an older business section of town this involved a trip to Ma Cowell's Deli down the street.
When her father was not around the guys were very abusive, sexually harassing her and making lewd comments. Diane had complained to her father about their behavior but he merely dismissed it as guys being guys.
Diane always dressed in blue jeans and bulky sweaters so as not to put any temptation in the minds of her co-workers. She was sparing with her makeup and always spoke to them in a professional manner without any familiarity. She realized these guys did not require any encouragement.
Diane had taken the lunch list to Cowell's and Ma Cowell had put everything in a small cardboard carton to carry them back to the shop. The guys were all glad to see Diane come into the backroom carrying their food.
They all dropped what they were doing and surrounded the teen reaching into the box and grabbing their food before she even sat the box down on the table.
"You're great Diane." Tyrone said reaching in and grabbing his chicken salad sandwich and diet Coke.
"She sure is." agreed Ivan who was standing behind her. Diane felt Ivan's arm circle her midriff and pulling her into him.
"I have to get back up front. Diane said trying to get free of the Russian's grip.
He was too strong, "Just stay a while." Ivan asked.
Diane felt Ivan's hand rising upwards towards her chest, dragging her sweater with it. As Diane's midriff was bared Paul spotted her belly-button ring. "Wow, she's a hot one!" he exclaimed. "Let's have a look at it."
Paul was bending over with his face very close to Diane's bare stomach; Ivan's hand continued upwards uncovering her black sport bra with the pink roses. Diane did not have large breasts; the 36B bra contained her boobs comfortably.
