"Damn, how long have you guys hid out back here?" asked Rudi looking impressed. He pulled two beers out of the case and threw one to Shorty and one to his friend.

"Boss's got his head so far up his ass, he'd never find us," said Shorty rolling the cold can across his sweaty forehead before cracking it open.

"Wouldn't walk his fat ass this far back in the warehouse," snorted Shorty's friend.

"Can't believe, Boss's got ya working warehouse," said Shorty. "Thought you're strictly transport. Too clean to be doing dirty work in the back with us no-name riff-raff." Shorty eyed Rudi sizing him up. They'd never spoken before. Suddenly the sound of approaching footsteps interrupted them. Shorty and his friend stuffed their beers between the large cardboard boxes surrounding them and stacked nearly to the ceiling. Rudi didn't bother to hide his beer but leaned back instead and put his legs up on a box. He took a long sip and let out a loud belch. Don peeked around the corner.

"You've gotta be shitting me," he said. "Are you guys out of your minds partying back here when tomorrow it's go time?" He looked disdainfully at the aloof look on Rudi's face. Everyone loved his strong jaw and gorgeous nose. 'Like a fucking rock star,' thought Don.

"Don't be a stiff," smirked Rudi and he threw Don a beer. Reluctantly Don opened the beer and took a seat on a box. 'Probably congratulating himself for slumming it with the warehouse crew,' he thought, nodding an insincere thanks to Rudi. Damn the beer tasted good though. Things had been tense at work leading up to the big night. Everyone was on edge.

"Boss's gonna have a coronary if he keeps yelling the way he has been these last few days," said Don leaning back.

"Good riddance," snorted Shorty's friend. Don tried to remember his name but couldn't. Maybe he was just as big a snob as Rudi. Again, footsteps approached, definitely not Boss' however.

"Hey boys," purred a silky voice. The four looked up at a pair of sexy brown eyes.

"Hey," said Shorty.

"What's-up?" said Rudi with a wink and a smile.

Don and Shorty's friend just nodded. 

"You boys are not behaving. Naughty, aren't we? And when tomorrow's the big night." She smiled and blew a kiss. "Good night."

They waited until she was out of earshot.

"Damn that VIXEN is sexy," said Rudi. "I'd like her to punish me for my sins."

"She's got a boyfriend," said Don quickly.

"No!"

"Yeh, down south. Thought everybody knew," added Don.

"Well, we'll see about that," said Rudi with a sneer.

'So damn arrogant', thought Don.

Footsteps again.

"See she's coming back for me," hissed Rudi right into Don's face. Don could feel his face flush.

"WHAT THE FUCK!" boomed a deep voice that shook the boxes. Shorty and his friend seemed to disappear into thin air.

"Rudolf, you're fired!"

"What you can't!" whined Rudi.

"I just did. What are you smiling at Donner?"

"Nothing," said Don.

"Get back to work!" growled Boss.

"Yes Santa," Don replied and hurried off.

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