She had changed in to a flower-printed white saree. Her saree was transparent, and was looking very sexy. She was standing close to me. Then she said,...kk, will you help me ? I said, yeah sure. She asked, are you sure ? I said, yeah, I am. Then she said, please satisfy me kk, I am not getting enough satisfaction from my husband. I was like, what ? Then she said, I know that you like me. I have seen many times. Now I want u. Please help me. I said, are you sure ? She said, I am damn sure that I. The owner evidently used to be a fireman as there were small items of equipment such as hose nozzles and helmets of various ages in nooks and crannies all around the place, and photographs of various men in fireman’s uniforms looking proudly at the camera all over the wall. The bar was traditional wood, stained by many years of beer and polish. The barman seemed cut from the same material, all weatherbeaten skin and bluff good humour. Denise sat at a small table about ten feet from the bar,. She walked with a strong stride revealing her long slim legs that were appropriately hugged by black slacks. She wore a coat that hung down to her upper thigh and was fitted at her waste. I couldn't see her face or a lot of her body, but still my eyes were drawn to her. When I discovered I was staring, I looked away then I saw her moving to the jewelry counters and it became clear she was an employee. I moved into a better position and caught a glimpse of her. Her striking face was well. I drove home took a shower and thought of the clerk and masturbated. After I got out of the shower and dried off I decided to go back to the convenience store and see if she was still there.I arrived back at the store, and she was still there..I walked up, she saw me and said "what now!" I said back..look I'm really sorry for how my friends treated you, and I'm more sorry I didn't stick up for you, if I could do anything to make it up to you..she wasn't buying it, and told me to just leave her.