All the years of wanting him, wanting him to want me, pretending what life would be like if he wanted me and loved me, and all the hate I’d built up...because I couldn’t have him and his treating me like shit, all the hate began to evaporate.I looked around. Elliott Rodriguez, a recent graduate working in the next department was looking at me. Why couldn’t a guy like that ask me out? I turned my face away. I had the urge to be with someone; I suddenly did not want to be alone. I didn’t want to be. " Mrs. Taylor, perhaps I didn't make myself clear. For you and your friends, this store is open anytime! If you would rather come in at two in the morning, that would be fine, too. When would be convenient?"Very diffidently Andy asked, "Would about thirty minutes... ? And could ... would ... Well, you see, Ms. Lucas, the only things I have, other than Levi's, are the two outfits Ginger bought for me. So ... And Kelly needs more things, too." Mrs. Taylor," Nita replied, "we will be waiting for. You brought a blanket for the hood of your car. You even went as far as to unscrew the light bulb from the garage door opener. And there you waited, in the dark, legs spread wide, bent forward over the hood, your left hand buried beneath you, fingers deep in your pussy, playing. Pinching your clit from time to time, sliding a finger into your wanton, swollen cunt. In your right hand, the garage door opener. Waiting, waiting, waiting… for me to arrive and shut off my bike. Imagine my surprise. I knew my father had started dating, he had also introduced me to women once at an office party i had accompanied him.(She was not as old as my father) Now this was a few years ago. I hadn't taken interest back then as i was young and didn't wanted to be bothered. I liked minding my own business. Only thing i remember from back then was that she was very attractive and my father was very much into her.We are a well to do family, dad did most of his investment right and it had paid off. I also.