I questioned why she had an office at the age of 17. She said cause I've been with this company for 3 years and I am that damn good at my job. She had...worked for the company when she lived down in Miami and then transferred up her when her mom got transferred.I jokingly asked her if she'd model one of the bikinis. We both laughed but then she asked if I really wanted her to. I said of course. She got a hesitant look on her face but then said she would. She grabbed several suits and laid them. Her hair once again stopped her, this time though, they had a tug of war with her. Screaming and shouting at each other, Karolina just screaming, holding her hair. Eventually Neil conceded and Ray had her outside the car. ‘Right bitch, licking your fucking stomach content’s off my fucking clothes’ he yelled pushing her head onto his shirt. Neil by now had come out of the car, stood next too Ray, wanking watching Karolina licking her vomit off his shirt. ‘Let her suck my cock’ Neil kept asking. It had been another busy day keeping guy after guy happy and well satisfied. Olivia could feel the dull throb between her legs as she hugged Carl and Stacy goodnight and got onto her bike. It always felt like she was sitting on a pillow as she plopped her swollen pussy down on the seat. An afternoon of fucking always left her reddened and her labia majora swollen to the point where her little tiny cunt lips barely poked through anymore. It made her look quite juvenile really, if a pussy that. I did get her good once, I remember, baiting the hook by asking her if she was a very happy person."I'm happier than you'll ever be," she said automatically. I had expected a reaction like that. I'd prepared for it all day."Well, that proves it," I said. "Ignorance is bliss."Yuk, yuk, yuk. But her dad, who was standing between us, laughed."Touché," he said as he handed me the week's money for the paper.She could have topped it simply by calling me a faggot, but not with her dad there, and.