Bobby was concerned. He bent over the passed out woman and gently shook her. He didn’t want to think what might have led to a pretty young college girl being unconscious in a construction site. The possible scenarios were all horrifying.
The girl started to come to. She looked at Bobby with deep blue eyes. “I’m sorry boss...” she started to say, but gasped at the sound of her own voice.
“What’s your name?” Bobby asked her.
“Ronnie. Ronnie.”
“What are you doing here?”
“I work here” she said, awkwardly running her hands over her body, cupping her breasts and pinching her own skin.
“No you don’t. I’d have remembered hiring someone like you.”
“It’s that camera boss. It changes people.”
“This camera?” he asked, grabbing it? He studied it briefly, then took a picture of...