If it isn't alright, I'll call you back," Fair enough, I'm off to have a Krispy Kreme donut." God, get the new triple dark chocolate, it is to die for..." Shirley suggested.I had the triple dark chocolate filled donut, with a chocolate frosty. Might as well OD on chocolate, I thought. It was wonderful, as I knew it would be. I never met a donut I didn't like. As for chocolate, there should be no need to explain how chocolate affects women."Here you go," Shirley said, as she handed me the thick. Thank God it wasn't a woman.Thank God he didn't say anything. But then a horrible thought crosses mymind, may be he will say something. When he gets back to the depot, maybe he will tell them about the freak at the Smith house, and maybethey'll take it in turns to deliver here so then can abuse me. 'Oh God,I'm going to have to do something,' I say to myself. But what?Not being able to come up with any immediate solutions, I get on withunpacking the groceries and getting on will my daily chores.. Let the boys have a perv at that hot little body”. He is now wanking his cock hard and fast, obviously getting off on the unfolding situation. Anna unbuttons her skirt and lets it fall to the ground, she slips her jacket off, standing in her best fancy lingerie surrounded by a circle of horned up builders. The good-looking mixed race eighteen-year-old apprentice hurriedly sets up the carpenter’s trestle in the centre of the room. The builders have lined up around the walls, at least half of. "That would be really nice of you," he suggested. "Could I have two if we are doing carry out?" he asked."No, we are going to eat in, and I am quite sure that you can have all the salad you want," I said smiling.The engine in the truck still ticked like a bad alarm clock reminding me I needed to get it into a shop before long. The truck did make it to the Pizza and Pasta Pit without any trouble. I had eaten inside the place once before. I was with the gunny then, It was a much better memory,.