"What do I owe you for this...gift?" Nothing at all. Consider this a consolation gift for you..." Thanks mister...," Gregg said as he left the store.*...* * * * * * * * * * *That night Gregg sat in front of the tv with a bowl of popcorn. Memories of his wife burst into his world. They spent many nights together in front of the television with a bowl of popcorn, talking about this thing or that. When it all boiled down, Gregg missed Susan's company more than anything. With a sigh, Gregg looked. They then started to pull at Lisa's skimpy designer white signet. She protested and they left it alone. Her shirt was then pulled firmly up revealing her white panties. Quickly one of her assailants took a firm grip of the underwear. In a powerful jilt they were torn from her trembling body.No sooner than Lisa's white panties were removed when one of them knelt down in front of her. Her best friend looked on in the dim light. The one knelling removed their head-covering. It looked as though it. I wrapped my coat around me and stepped off. Making my way to the entrance I was looking around desperately for that familiar face I thought I knew. As I slowed my walk and looked around increasingly desperately I thought I had been stood up and it was all a game, he was never going to be here was he. Slumping against the entrance I planned my next move. Did I get on the train home or did I spend the day shopping my heartbreak away? “I didn’t say anything about a coat did I” That voice could. Our women stood at their machines for a bit, I guess afraid to sit down with the short dresses. After probably fifteen minutes, they gave up and sat, holding their legs tightly together and pointing toward each other’s machines. Their dresses rode so high on their thigh, though. It was fun watching people’s heads turn as they walked past.Tanya and Adriana sat, spinning the slot, talking with each other, giggling about who knows what and constantly trying to pull their dresses down for nearly.