Jamal wore baggy jeans and a loose fitting button down shirt. He looked smart and presentable, or so he thought, for this 'interview'. He wasn't quite sure what to expect, but had heard great things about it. He could use the money and having regular sex would be a great thing too. Ever since his injury, girls had turned away from him. He wasn't on the football team anymore so wasn't on their radar it seemed. Fuck them, he thought.<br/><br/>He limped ever so slightly to the door and knocked before entering. His heart began to race a little fasteras he saw the girl waiting inside. She was pretty damn hot and must be the secretary he thought, sitting at the desk. There was a door behind her and he was sure that was the main office.<br/><br/>"Hey...I'm Jamal, here for the interview."