I opened my purse, extracted a five-dollar bill, and handed it to him,making sure my fingers touched his as we exchanged the note. His handtrembled. H... gulped again. He placed the money in the register's tilland handed me my change, his hand, like his heart, I have no doubt,still all atremble. I flashed him another innocent smile, and, thistime, it was he who blushed.Bagging my purchase, he muttered, "Thank you."My smile broadened. "Thank you," I returned.He blushed fire-engine red, averting. John-: Cause if you were a man you would get up and fight me but you arelaying on the ground like the bitch you are aren't you Misty."Shit I'm really scared now; John is really ticked off at me. I do notwant to get pummeled by this brute of a man. My only option is to placatehim some how.Misty- "Sure John whatever you say.'John- "lol, I thought so, I've always thought you were more of a womanthan a man anyway, Now the question is how do I get revenge for what youdid with a girly like yourself?. I couldn’t stop thinking about them.. I’ve been following you here and watching you for over a month.. please don’t tell anyone..”She paused and I smiled at her. She smiled back and seemed to relax. My hand was still on my dick and the vibrator was resting against my anus. “Do you just watch me?” I said “Or do you do anything else” “I’ve learnt to do what those girls do in the pictures, I’ve learnt how to play with my pussy.” I suddenly had a sense of how turned on I was. Here was this fully. I... I'm cumminggg! Ohhnnggghhh!" she grunted as she exploded in a tremendous explosion that sent her squirting pussy juice in a wide arc. It splattered feet away as she convulsed and jerked and twisted in her restraints, screaming her exhilaration and ecstasy at her release. I massaged her abdomen above her slit as she came and came, drawing out her orgasm and making her buck like a wild bronco at its first taste of the saddle. For more than a few minutes, she was trapped in the throes of her.