So there is this girl Erica who comes in quite often and flirts with me and so on. She’s rather cute. Tall, blonde(which I normally hate) great body, great curves *wink* and pretty cool. Well I asked her how old she is tonight and oh my god you will not believe it, I’m still having issues with it. Ready? She’s fifteen. That’s right folks 15!!!My first question is where the hell where girls like this when I was 15? My second is why is god torturing me like this? My third is why the hell is she at a bowling alley at 3:30am? I swear god just wants me to be a pedophile.