Oh, well, you know, I’m just imagining you licking the tips of your fingers after the other night. Yes, you know me too well, that’s exactly what...��s on them. What else are you doing in my imagination? Oh, you know… stuff. Yes, this is having an effect on me.I recount to you where my imagination has taken me and what an effect it is having on me. By the end, I’m incapable of keeping hands from venturing further into my trousers, the button and belt finding themselves miraculously parting of. He seemed like a nice old guy. He had us dust the store and sweep the floor and then mop it. We worked fast and got done in less than an hour. We asked what else he wanted. He said he was satisfied and he was glad he didn't need to teach us a lesson. John asked if he had any magic tricks we could buy. The old man shook his head and said he had no tricks that we would want. John didn't like the answer. John was kind of a dummy at times. He would let his mouth get him in trouble. He. The cold wind licks across them, making my nipples erect almost to the point of pain. Victor runs the knife over them. I'm starting to feel how wet I already am, and get more pissed that my body is betraying me while these assholes torment me.Then I feel Victor's mouth envelope one of my nipples. It's blissfully warm as he licks, nips and sucks away. I involuntarily arch my back, getting more of my breast into his mouth. I hear both men chuckle and Gage saying, "She is a little fucking slut. Can you think of anyone around here that is capable of doing this sort of thing?" There are the usual bullies who like to intimidate others but I don't see any of those guys going past blooding someone's nose." Cal said."We can keep Alan busy by patrolling the tourist area," PD suggested."That'll take him out of the loop," Susan agreed."He's good at clearing accidents and chasing down speeders. I guess this added job will keep him busy." By the way, where is Alan?" PD asked."It's his day off,".