Tears of frustration and surrender spilled down her cheeks. The clothes she wore were clean, neat and old. Calling her wardrobe out of date didn’t d... it justice. Ancient was more like it.It was Christmas Eve and for the tenth time she was taking a silent inventory of her net worth. Even hoping for a different outcome, she knew the results and they were crushing. She was tired, cranky and hungry but not in that order. She needed to eat something before she started to get shaky. Rather than deal. I didn’t want to and the same joint family of nosy uncles and aunt’s cousins who couldn’t stop bullying me and a future that had nothing but a life of managing a small time travel agency.I couldn’t have and I refused to give in. I decided I rather beg Mr Milt for mercy. I had already sold my laptop my bike and almost everything else I could have to stay back for 2 years after graduating and working on my music. Mr Milt`s mercy or the lack of it would now decide my fate.Mr Milt was ready to go. Opening my legs wide.. she whispered ‘ delicious ‘ as she entered me with ease and fucked me softly at first then roughly. From behind. The sex rough. ‘ I love your soft innocence’ she whispered.. lunging..soft slow and deep. Her orgasm boiling between my legs.and caressing my vagina I hot licks and kisses. Turning tugging. Her fingers going higher deeper up my vagina. Finger fucking me slow. ‘ turn’ as I turned,still sleepy, into her hig we coiled together. She rose to my hips and stroking my. .. is two eggs sunny side up; and a pair of running boards ... are 2 slices of crisp bacon!”“Oh ... OK!” said the blonde. She thought about it for a moment and then spooned up a bowl of beans and gave it to the customer.The trucker asked, “What are the beans for, Blondie?”She replied, “I thought while you were waiting for the flat tires, headlights and running boards, you might as well gas up!”FOR ONCE THE BLONDE GETS EVEN!!!CuckooBefore leaving to attend a Doe party for her best friend, Muffy.