. Oh..." Dozen is a much better deal." Er... OK, I guess," I managed to say. She handed me a pack of twelveand I put it into my cart."Tops?" No, thank...you. That's everything I needed. Thank you for assistance." That's my job," sales lady replied with a grin.When I was already cycling with all purchases in my backpack a carhonked passing me and the same lady who praised me back in the storywaved and smiled at me.At home, I found that my newly purchased whitey-tighties had no Y-front.I wasn't. Maybe that was why he was nervous, since I was the only guy he'd bedded, or at least so I assumed.Wendy leaned into James, and kissed him on the mouth, pulling back before he could do more than start to pucker his lips. Standing, she took both our hands, and led us to the middle of the room, a little unsteady, whether from the wine or nervousness I wasn't sure. She turned to me first and put one arm around me, and the other around James' waist, drawing us closer to her on either side. Settling. I was moaning and soon he brought me to climax, giving me my 2nd orgasm. He removed his fingers from my pussy and then lifted my legs over his shoulders. He shoved his hard cock into my wet pussy and he started fucking me hard. He pounded deep and rough into me. He soon started cumming. I felt his warm cum shooting into my pussy as we both were moaning from the pleasure. He fell down onto me after he had finished his load into me and told me that I'm lucky he took it easy on me so far tonight.. "When I was a little girl, I beat my brother up so much that he gotplaced into a foster home."She looked away, far off into the distance, as though remembering somegolden age of long ago."When my mom bitched at me too much, I spiked her dinner drinks withValium. I stole money from my dad's wallet everyday and blamed it on mykid sister. I loved watching her get spanked!"She played with her fork."When I was a teenager, I ran a gang at school. We pimped out some ofthe uglier girls to the football.