She had given him her business card and he noticed that she was listed as ‘Customer Assistance’ at the most exclusive women’s wear shop in town....That would account for the lovely dress and jacket she was wearing. He smiled and wondered if she would be at all interested in someone like him. He had his doubts. At five past five, Zena tried the door to Bill’s shop and it was unlocked. She entered and the little bell above the door announced her arrival. In a few seconds, Bill emerged from the. .andyou'll work!"We stayed cool toward each other for the rest of the day. Not much wassaid other than necessary conversations like, "Do you want coffee?" or"You feel like eating anything?"Toward evening, Kodiak walked around to his chair and sat. I had beenout to the outhouse, returned and had just taken a seat upon the bed. Hewas quiet and finally spoke, "Look, Lauren, I ain't the friendliestcritter on this mountain. I've not had the pleasure of being aroundpeople and sometimes I come off. And there she is again. I don’t even hear her step. Her blouse now open, revealing a tight latex corset covering the bottom of her breasts. She watches as I look down. Her breasts almost spilling from their constraints. Her nipples clearly stiff from the cold air, protrude trough the thin latex. She simply smiles as I stare. She raises her gloved hands in front of her chest. She begins ringing her hands, now coating the gloves in thin clear liquid. They glisten as the lubricant spreads across. Fifteen?" "Uh, huh", she said as she grinned like it really was her birthday and pulled out the contents. Her face went blank when she saw the long plastic device. "Oh my God! Is this what I think it is?" she asked, looking around to make sure nobody was looking. "It's a massager," I explained. "What did you think it was?" She was silent for a few seconds. "The same," she replied in a serious tone, as she inspected its flesh color and obvious phallic shape. "Here, let me show you how to turn it.