You better not be writing a check you cant cash, she countered. Oh I can cash it, sis, its just whether you can handle the deposit, I smugly retorted....Well, my till is wide open, she replied, her tone dripping with sultry seductiveness. I slowly moved back down and staring into her eyes began rubbing my cock up and down her very damp pussy lips, a chill going up my spine as she moaned hungrily. I teased her pussy lips, my cockhead almost sliding inside her, but resisting the almost impossible. They'd never even heard of them.I suggested that we get a few of them and try them out to see if they actually work. They all eagerly volunteered to test them. I wrote down their names and sizes and told them that I'd get them ordered within the week and return when they come in. I also gave them my phone number and asked them to talk to their friends and see if they can think of anything else the company can do to improve working conditions.I smiled at the young man who suggested that an hour. Sari gladly took her drink andsnack and munched away at it loudly. I sighed. Some girls.***"Hey! Sarika!" I heard from somewhere. Sari and I both turned and Ispotted this boy running toward us, a big smile on his face. My handdrifted to the hilt of my blade, because something about him didn'tfeel right.Sari didn't look pleased to see him, either. She grabbed him by thecollar and pulled him into an alley a few feet away. I followed her,after making a quick look around. Something told me he was. Then I thought to myself, what do I do now??? His mom is one of the most beautiful, curvey, older women I've ever seen in my life, and as much as I'd like to tap a couger like his mom, is this worth me losing a great friend? Is this worth me getting my ass handed to me by his father? Is this worth me destroying a marriage, and quite possibly, a whole family?Then to top it off, I had a dream that me and my high school class were touring a house, and my friends mom was showing us the theatre.