Wank-trousers, spunk-stained and with hole in pocket, ‘dirty’ mac, also with holes in pockets, flap cap, goggle glasses. Yes, I look like a perv, ... dirty old man and I hope people notice as I walk along to the bookshop. Often I hang around for a few minutes before going in, in the hope girls will walk along and see me furtively going into the mag-shop. Usually I can’t wait too long as I’m very anxious to get in there and see what lovely mags they’ve got, as well as see the lady look up and say. But after I pulled my shirt over my head she leaned in and pressed her lips to mine. It was a soft and glancing kiss with no tongue. Not hungry, but gentle and nice and sexy in a cute sort of way. I think she wanted to separate the romantic stuff from the dirty-anonymous-giving-this-guy-a-blowjob stuff. I pulled my shoes off and then my jeans. Ariana pealed off the socks and placed my legs on either side of the table. My boxers were pretty well tented by that point and I happily lifted my butt. But she had one serious problem.She had not yet been able to get anyone to fuck her. "A virgin slut?" Mercy often thought crossly to herself. "Talk about the worst of both worlds!"Mercy was actually, truly, totally a virgin. No one was more shocked and humiliated by this sad and prolonged state of affairs than Mercy herself. Whoever heard of such a thing? Everyone whining about date **** and all of that, and Mercy couldn't get anyone to pop her cherry even when she begged for it.It's not that. We quickly jumped apart, a blush quickly forming across Jackie's face. We fumbled around a little and Mom noticed."Are you two behaving yourselves?" she asked. She didn't take her eyes off me as she waited for an answer."Of course we are, Mom. You know us. We're always good," I joked. It was a good thing she'd arrived when she did. Who knows what might have happened if she hadn't come in just now. We were trying to be good, but it was hard. (Pardon the pun)"We took a short nap together and I.