He knew just enough about high school proms to know that no two were alike and decided that he needed more information about what to expect. He stoppe... at a convenience store on the edge of her city. He had learned long ago that convenience store clerks were easy sources for information about the local folks and the town.As he paid for his gas and a few snacks from the candy aisle, he began a small talk conversation with the clerk. "The sign on the edge of town says something about the prom. Ever since June said that, I've... um..." Sherry stopped talking and seemed at a loss for words."What are you talking about?"Once again, Sherry looked up and down the hallway. "Can't we go into the locker room and sit down?"I sighed. "Do you promise not to get undressed?"Sherry started shaking her head, but caught herself. "I promise to tell you everything I know, and then we can discuss it. I'm not really sure what's going on."I had a sneaking suspicion where Sherry's reaction was coming from.. Her only reaction was a gasp and to drop the letter and she was still standing, almost a statue when the door opened and in came a rough, unshaven hulk of a bloke. "Old Pettra was right", he said. "You are all woman". Only then did she realise that apart from the towel, which she had let drop when she picked up the letter she was naked. She gave a gasp. He grabbed her, giving her tits a rough feel and ramming his fingers up her very hairy cunt. He then turned as another bikie came in and said.. We stop at the front door, and you lean over to see down the hall. Coast is all clear and so you pull up my dress and insert two fingers inside me. You kiss me to absorb the moan about to escape my shocked mouth and my entire body is on fire once again. “Fuck you are still so wet,.” you whisper placing your hand on my shoulder and pushing me to my knees. “I’m happy to help ma’am,” you say again loudly so hubby knows we are still negotiating a return visit. I am looking at you inquisitively..