There she pulled up in front of a bright pink painted metalbuilding with a Thrift Store sign.Inside there were rows of tables piled high with used clo...hing, householditems and other sundries. Against the walls were racks and racks ofdresses, petticoats and men's pants and suits. The owner was a portlyNicaraguan woman with distinct Mayan features. She was wearing a longsleeved bright yellow satin blouse and forest green cotton full skirt. Abright multicolored woven sash was around her ample. It was done like a conveyor belt, with administrative staff acting as the rollers to ensure that the right person got to the Principal as each scroll was passed to him. It was presented with a quick handshake and a word of congratulation, and then each recipient headed back down the stairs on the opposite side of the stage.The applause, once started, was constant – although the cheers and most enthusiastic bursts of clapping normally gave away the location of the supporters of the current. . After I have you exactly where I want you I am at a loss of what to do. When I first came in I knew I was going to take you hard and fast. All I can see is you standing against the wall And I can't stop staring at every inch of your body. I want to grab you and pick you up and carry you to the shower and wash every inch of your body slowly but instead I take my clothes off right there and spin you back around and grab your ass and pull you in close as our body's touch, your breasts rubbing. My erection was hurting me in my pants. His hand was in between her legs and I was sure he was touching her intimately as they danced, rubbing his stiff cock against her. With a frown, I walked up to her and waved her over. When he realised we were together he excused himself and left. "You looked friendly a moment ago..." I remarked. She giggled and said:"Did you see it honey? He was trying to pick me up. He was feeling me up on the dance floor and I let him. I felt so wicked letting him play.