All of my stocking clad legs displayed the skirt being so short. The top had a lace type fastening which I had undone to give myself the best cleavage...that I possibly could whilst keeping my tits in place.I had tied my hair back in a ponytail to help fasten the little hat on my head and my heels topped the look off, clicking and cracking as I walked on the snooker halls wooden floor. I was busy for the next hour or so showing guys to the bar area and making sure that they had drinks, and then I. Her shift starts at 3:00 pm and it ends at 11:00 pm.She is on my mind constantly and I can't stop myself from wanting her, needing her. Just the thought of her makes my cock hard.These past few weeks I've been coming into the Quick Shop just to see her. She probably thinks I'm a creeper. Sometimes I have to hang back as she deals with other customers.Watching how she charms and flirts with her customers makes me jealous and horny. But tonight is the night I'm going to make my move.“Hey, Silvi. She was just as stubborn as I was."Do you eat meat?" I asked."I eat chicken if it's prepared properly, fish, especially salmon, and once in a long while some ground beef in a taco salad." Tell me some of the places you like to eat back home, and what you order there," I said.The list I got sounded very un-American. Not that I think there's a patriotic food or anything. It's just a lot more common to hear, "burger and fries," in America than, "Panang curry with coconut milk, bell pepper, kefir. Her cunt squeezed around me. Her hips wiggled from side to side as I groaned. She moaned into Ruri's twat. “We shouldn't be doing this,” whimpered Ruri, her face flushed, her purple eyes glossy. “James!”I grinned, loving her squirming, the way her lower lip fluttered as she shivered. Her small breasts jiggled. The toilet seat creaked. Her body shuddered, toes curling. Her moans echoed through the bathroom, mixing with the slap of flesh on flesh.I plowed hard into Orihime's snatch. I loved her.