His touch is feather-light at first, not what I want at all. Before I can beg for more, I hear him murmuring the word ‘warm’ before he dips his mi...dle and forefinger into my cunt. I curse under my breath. His fingers are thick and clever. They find my g-spot without any trial or effort and move slowly, but with a certain expertise that makes my eyes roll into the back of my head. He’s fully hard now. I reach down between us to stroke his cock, but he grabs my wrist and pins it to the wall. I. Er...have a nice...um...yeah,” he mumbled, flustered, and walked off. He had a cute butt, I noticed. And I remembered his dick having a nice girth. I bet it would feel real good if lasted a bit longer. Hmm, I needed to clock on so I could find some customer to satisfy my little pussy, but I still had a few agonizingly long minutes to wait. Finally it was noon and I clocked on and ventured out onto the sales floor. My job was to roam around the entertainment section, the DVDs and Video Games,. He body was athletic as hell. Her small breasts has tiny little nipples on them that were hard at the moment, and her pussy was completely shaven, which surprised me for someone who was not sexually active.Then, I snapped back to reality and stood up again. She looked at me with lust and innocence in her eyes, but no guilt. She knew what she wanted.“I can’t do this Erin, I’m sorry. I’m goin back to the main house, you can sleep here yourself.”Before I could reach the door, her voice interrupted. Unlike Michael I didn’t win her heart. I did win her friendship and in the process she reignited my humanity which had been all but extinguished by the time I had met her at 13. I wear a tattoo in her honor. If she was still alive she’d beat my ass for that, but alcohol killed her several years ago.No Father, no money, no status, no social skills, what I did have was a mind. I found that the more I used it and the more it was recognized the more respect I got. It eventually allowed me to have.