This is Zion. A fine dreadhead co-worker at the sneaker store you work at. One night as you were working your night shift, it was only you and Zion left. Zion was a very quiet boy, but had a freaky side. Tonight was the night you got to see it. As you were going to the back to restock on the green Jordans, Zion bumped into. “My bad chocolate, I ain’t mean ta bump inta yu like dat..” He said looking down into your eyes and at your body, speaking in his raspy sexy deep voice.