... Shit ! it must be my daughter and Sam ! But why the number ? I'll die if they've read them ! Do I ring the nimber ? As I calm down a bit it all se...ms a bit odd. I can't for a second imagine my daughter being up for that if she'd read my work. So it must be Sam but what does she want. Is it her number ? I had to wait 2 nights until my daughter left her phone on charge in the kitchen and went to bed. I descended and looked up Sam's number. No need to check, the number in my story was etched. .Honey sat me on the pillows against the headboard, then moved between my legs and played with me, just like she had done, she was so gentle, she opened my lips, being very careful around my hymen, we each tasted, and smelt, her fingers.next she came right up to me and kissed me, not a peck, but a passionate, sexual kiss that lasted, she felt my titties, and i felt hers, her tongue, was large or so i thought. she licked and nuzzled my aching tits, then licked her way down to my vulva, her. I would stayin my "normal" clothes until about 2:45 am that way the customer'swouldn't be freaked out by the new "girl" doing overnights. Then I wouldduck into the one of the booths in back, throw on my blouse and skirt,slide my fuck me pumps onto my feet, and then teeter my way back to thecounter to start nightly cleaning of the store. I would teeter around on my heels dusting the displays and sweeping andmopping the floor. If anyone came in I would tell them that I was Candy,owner's. Be the victim of the rumours that would spread. Yet I didnt budge. My ass facing the door, obscenely awaiting discovery. They passed right by, talking and giggling about something unintelligible, but I do not believe it was me they were discsussing. A near miss! I was so scared, my heart was pounding out of my chest, LOL. My panties and bra were dropped into the trash bin, and I walked out redressed. It was sunset at this time, andf rom that night forward, I have been forbidden to wear bra.