I looked at the elderly woman and smiled. ‘I hope you are right. Thank you for all your help,’ I said with much appreciation. I was wearing one of...my new outfits, a white button-up blouse, a black skirt, and a new pair of ladies dress shoes for the job interview. As I glanced in the mirror on the way out of the sleeping hall, I was pleased with my appearance. I had regained some of the color in my face, now that I was free of Bryce and my long blond hair had just been freshly brushed. I had a. I tried to keep calm and collected. Suddenly John stopped, twisted and turned a little before moving back close, close to me. I felt John's hard cock against my arm. He had removed his boxers.John tried to put his cock into my hand, and I did just enough to help him, gripping it gently.This seemed to please him as he returned to wanking my cock while slowly moving his hips, no more than a centimeter or two, with his cock rubbing against my palm.His cock was rock hard, felt like burning and was. Got to win the kid's trust first. Got to make her think I'm a harmless simple kind of dude who only wants to show her a good time... yeah, I'll show her a good time! Right in her virgin little pussy! A real fucking good time!Without explanation, Randy drew back suddenly. Davie's lips were still parted. He looked into her eyes, giving her a serious, thoughtful and penetrating stare from under his sleepy eyelids. She suppressed an involuntary shudder."I'm sorry, Davie. I didn't mean to kiss you. No one...(molded) ... ordered her here. But now it seemed even this was changing.Her eyes followed the swirling pink patterns around the walls. She remembered lying in bed, the night light present only so she could see them as she waited for sleep to claim her, imagining them as the sky of her own little world.Now as she stood there naked, her pussy still aching, it became more an alien landscape instead.She stepped into the bathroom and ran the water for her shower. She paused at the mirror.