“You can,” she replied, lifting herself onto tiptoe so she could display herself to him.She does it again now, because she is compelled to: exactl... the same actions, and the same thoughts. Over and over. She played the part of the wicked temptress, although he’d never asked her to. She’d pretended to be less innocent than she was, believing it would make him less guilty. She played the writhing, eager Jezebel who wouldn’t take ‘I can’t’ for an answer. As he fumbled with his fly, and made that. Luckily, there was only me and the young black attendant behind the counter. I loved the way he was staring at me. I walked over to the freezer and took a bottle of water out."Give me a pack of Lucky Strike Filtered," I said walking up to the register and putting the bottle down. "You're new here ain't you?" I asked, taking the money out of my pocket."Yea, I just started today. No one told me I'd be selling smokes to a hot looking mami," he said never taking his eyes off my tits.I laughed,. She is fair, is chubby in the right proportion she has a figure to die for and every guy in the neighboring apartments stare at her like a hungry dog waiting to pounce on her the first chance he gets. She has a great figure of 34b-32-34 with marvelous boobs and ass. She and I wave each other with a smile when we pass by each other.So in the evening I went to the roof to get some fresh air and I found her there. So the following conversation occurred:Me: Hi! She: Yo!Me: what are you doing. He heard the doorbell ring and knew that all good things must come to an end.The last 36 hours had been one of extremes — from memorization and drill to delicious debauchery. How a young lady of better society knew so much about great sex was a mystery that Gavril hoped would tease him for years to come. Being a boy-toy for a few hours had many worthwhile benefits.He wiped the smile from his face and brought himself back to the moment. At least the only needle-toothed gelatinous worms he might.