Claire was dressed in David's number one fantasy uniform of the CheckoutSupervisor!Her nylon encased legs led upwards to just above her crossed legs k...eeswhere the straight fitted hem of her navy blue pencil skirt led quicklyto the hem of her fitted navy blue suit jacket with the thinnest ribbonof the Supervisor only red blouse protruding contrastingly between thetailored blue of her professional skirt and jacket.Her make up was lighter than the last fateful day their eyes had met butstill. It hurt like hell at first but within a week I was bouncing up and down on his cock everyday like a little slut. sometimes in the morning too, before school.We were using condoms and he was buying a ton every week because he was fucking me so much, sometimes up to 3 times a day. One day he ran out of condoms and suggested we try something else. Before I knew it, he had my ass lubed up and he bent me over and slowly eased his hard cock into my tight little asshole. OMG. it hurt so much! I was. “That asshole would be sucking farts out of seat covers to pay his rent if it weren’t for Liz. Where does he come off calling anyone a ‘nobody?’ I’ll have to find someone else to go inside with you the next time you meet with him because I plan to knock his ass out the next time I see him.”“It’s no big deal to me,” I said. “What did you tell Millie Scott, Liz? I’ve been called worse things by better people so big fuckin’ whoop.”Liz grinned.“Word for word,” she confirmed. “I’m glad you’re taking. If that’s true, I want to learn from you the history and ways of ‘my’ people. I want to fully become an Apache. Then, as a group, we’ll attack the problems we’ve identified.”“Hawk, you honor me and my people. Our problems are many, and have been building for more than a century. Do you think you, or a small group, can really make a difference? Or are you into jousting windmills, deluded into believing they’re dragons?”“I think we can make a difference. One key is we need to learn to defeat the.