She didn't say a word and I left, red-faced, swearing never to return to her store, not able to face her certain rejection. I went back to my apartmen... and, once inside, immediately drew out my hard cock and stroked to the memory of her haggard face and sweet cleavage, perhaps it was the contrast between the two that made me want her so very badly, and now I was worried that she might even call the cops, accuse me of harassment, and thinking how fucking stupid it was to give her a handwritten. .. Oh god!”Ken said, “I think you’re just like Jo, aren’t you? You need a guy to tell you what to do. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”I looked at Ken and then at Jo and I thought about how hot I had gotten when she told me her story. I suddenly realized he’s probably right! Or at least it’s something I might like to try. But not yet! Not now! I’m still a virgin! And not with someone else’s boyfriend!Jo’s story excited me so much I had been waiting impatiently for her to fall asleep so I could go. Growing up, the most she’d ever managed to do as a form of punishment, was a hard slap on the back of Jack’s hand, followed by a whole ten seconds of yelling. Antoinette on the other hand, was capable of some extreme ruthlessness, to a degree he doubted his mom had yet to even realize, let alone considered the implications of. How did the two of them talk when he wasn’t around? What did they talk about? If his mom was an animal, she’d be a panda, and Antoinette would be a tiger; or a dragon.. She was wearing a sexy denim and gold dress sort of top. She had on a pair of white leggings and black high heels. She had on a bit of pink lip gloss and light blue eyeshadow. Her long, dark brown hair was gorgeous with a purple streak through it. I wanted to buy all of the dolls there. I was having fantasies of a bratz doll orgy. I had reasoned though, and didn't blow all my money on dolls. I couldn't wait to get home and have some fun. Once I finally arrived home, I was the only one there..