.. I like training," I told the man."That so?" He seemed to ponder that."Oh yeah. I was a trainee at Wendy's, a good one too, and um, at McDonald's? I...was a trainee there for three weeks, until I broke the ice cream machine." I frowned, thinking maybe I shouldn't have said that. "You uh, you don't have an ice cream machine, do you?"The man was laughing. "Nope, no ice cream." Good," I smiled. "Anyway, see I'm real trainable," I promised. "And I don't want to be a nun or anything like that.". Soon they both had drifted off to sleep. About 3 in the morning, I had to pee, so I got up quietly and pulled out the port a potty I had made using an oil changing jug from Wal-Mart and the chems used in a port a potty so no smells. making as little noise as possible I drained my bladder and, turning around, started to crawl back into bed when I noticed in the little lights from the window snaking in my daughter, facing the back, her bare looking ass (took me a min to notice the small strip. The lock turned quietly and she walked in. ‘I told you I’d be back.’ ‘Yeah, you did. I’m glad you made it,’ Kit said. ‘Is there anything special you wanted to talk about?’ She didn’t quite know how to put what she wanted to say. Was she going cock crazy, or was it the man it was attached to that interested her so much. ‘Well, uh, not really,’ Marty answered. ‘It’s just that, uh, I’ve seen all the other guys masturbating at least a dozen times since I started working here. Everybody but you,. Just him, his bike, and the road; answering to nobody.He pulled up to her house; she came out, a frown plastered on her pretty face. She was dressed to kill, a tight black dress slit dangerously up the side, giving him the briefest glimpse of a garter, it dipped low in the back, hugged her throat in the front. Her copper hair was piled on her head, a few errant strands falling seductively around her face."You look gorgeous," he smiled as his eyes roamed over her.It is wasted on you buddy!" she.