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It was 1985, David was a young, upcoming radio broadcaster, in only his second year on the job, the money was terrible for a young man trying to make a living. The money of course was not what drew him and other eager young talent to pursue the dream of on-air fame, as fleeting as it could be for most.

Working in radio had its benefits as well. Girls practically throw themselves at you, even from a young age. It was not David's thing, but lots of guys he worked with took full advantage. A different girl every night, it seemed.

David was a loner, really. He had dated plenty of girls, but never got real serious with any. He was more of a relationship guy than a one night stand. He didn't rely on anyone for anything, but the loneliness was sometimes overwhelming.

In order to make ends meet, David took an extra job working at a local pizza place from 5-11, before heading downtown to work his Midnight - 6 am shift on the radio dial. At least, the pizza job offered him a chance to work with others on the same shift, creating some good work friendships that got him through. He also received a lot of local information about events in town that he could use on his show. It was a win-win for the wannabe radio star.

One night, he was working a late shift making pizza on a rare evening off from the radio station. The waitress he was working with was a 5 foot 7inch, green eyed blonde named Rhonda - a real bombshell in the likes of Marilyn Monroe. Her hair was always perfectly flared out in that 80's style. Her make-up was always perfect and those sparkling green eyes - more than enough to make David's slacks uncomfortable.

Rhonda and David had worked together quite a few times before and he thought she was a very good waitress and one hot looking babe. In her very early 20's he guessed, she had a real naivety, charming really, and a fairly innocent outlook on life. She was refreshing to chat with, funny, and she could flirt without realizing just how dangerous she really was, touching his arm, his face or grazing him in other places. She didn't seem to do that with the other cooks.

On slow nights, she would help David with ideas for his radio show and tell him when his ideas needed some help, which she happily provided. He often thought of asking her out but she had a young baby and a boyfriend that could not have been a bigger loser if he'd tried. Pretty young Rhonda had 2 children to look after at her age.

David was very enamoured with Rhonda , and she with him. It was most obvious when the restaurant was slow and they had a chance to banter back and forth with the overused cliches of the flirting world. They made up dumb pick-up lines and jokes about bad sexual experiences.

As a waitress, Rhonda was very adept with people, polite, friendly and of course, the young boys all flocked in around 9 pm for pizza, coke and a fantasy or two about the pretty blonde waitress.

David was no slouch, either. He received a lot of flirting from the young girls, some very obvious and forward. He took it all in stride because he knew what he brought to the table and he could handle himself well in that department. He was confident and well dressed. His body was taught and muscular. He was no boy, and his waitress noticed.

Rhonda was having her usual problems with her immature boy toy over the phone. David walked over to her and took the phone and told the boyfriend that she could not take personal calls at work, and hung up on him. Rhonda seemed impressed as she mouthed Thank You to him and gave a quick, tight hug then she continued serving tables.

Twenty minutes later, her boyfriend shows up and drops their daughter, Izzy off, so she has to look after a baby and a restaurant full of horny, hungry teenagers. That's what the fight was about on the phone. He wanted to be a kid, not look after one.

The child was asleep, so David took her carrier to a place where he could oversee her and do his job as well. Rhonda thanked him profusely and she said owed him one. When the rush had died down, the baby woke

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