. please," he begged. Being the people person that I am, I decided to give him a few more minutes. I was now interested in what he really did have to ...ffer, or at the very least, discover what it was that he thought he had and why I would be interested in them."Ok... but keep it short. The store opens in fifteen minutes." I told him.Marty relaxed considerably, genuinely relieved. "I work for a major micro-chip computer factory," he began. "Research and development specifically. For several. I have always been considered particularly observant by my peers but none of the three- or four-dozen people standing around me, waiting patiently for the next train to come into this platform, looked likely candidates.There was one mousey-looking girl, too young and too short to be Miss la Mare and very plainly dressed, with no make-up and wearing spectacles. I only noticed her because she was rather fidgety, flitting about the area like a nervous bird, and exchanging pleasantries with most. It was more an eco-awareness thing. The clothes industry was just as bad as every other exploitative multinational industry. It despoiled the environment and oppressed the poor simply to supply consumers in wealthy countries with clothes that were both cheap and cheerful.In truth, it wasn't that clothes were especially cheap these days. Neither, for that matter, was food, fuel or very much else. Betty was no more able to afford much in the way of luxury than anyone else in the commune. The. You know,the one that makes You feel like You aren't alone? So I crept down the hall,my beer belly and hard cock leading the way,grabbed the rolling pin from the counter and burst throught the kitchen door into the darkness of the livingroom!"Happy FUCKING Birthday!" A chorus of voices shouted all around me! If my dick wasn't as hard as it was,I probably would have pissed a little!The lights turned on blinding me. I blinked in confusion,and after My eyes adjusted,I looked around at the people.