He then dipped his fingers in my juices, swirling them about to prepare them for their next adventure into the unknown. He prodded at my forbidden are... again, this time applying a bit of pressure to it's opening, lathering it in juices so his fingers would have an easy journey. He pressed his fingertip inside, my answering gasp of pleasure he took as permission to proceed. He slowly pressed into my virginal hole as gently as I assume one could, making me moan louder than I usually dared. I. "shut up slut!" he told her to open her ass for him. noelledid as she was told. the man pulled her head back by her hair. a maninserted his tool in her mouth. they were calling her every name theyshe could imagine. crack whore. call girl, meat, slut, whore, dickpuppet, cunt. shit head. honey, baby. sweetie, bitch. the body builderbegan to fuck herslowly as he whispered in her ear, "did you think, you could just runaway, noelle?" it was monica. she was the body builder! his armswrapped around. He was walking away from meand said "Can I help you?" in my general direction ? classic customerservice. So I figure, just wait till he turns around, he's in for asurprise."Could you tell me where I could find a Barbie video to buy?" My helper-- who in the end seemed like a pretty good guy -- turns around, and.....nothing. If I were in a store, and someone like that came in, I'd atleast have my mouth open for a coupla seconds. Or laughed a little. Orpointed out "hey those are some weird. To my surprise it was Paula. Why hello Paula! How are you? Paula greeted me with her big smile and a hug and said fine, how about you Don! Well we exchanged some small talk and she sensed I knew about the trouble she was having with Jeff. So I quickly changed the subject and asked where she had gotten the campaign button that was on her jacket? Clark for state Representative. Oh, Paula said, I took on a part time job to help make ends meet alongwith my regular full time job at the beauty salon.