. now that is a good sign... you obviously want it"Normally I wore slacks, which were better for work around the warehouse, but tonight I'd just picke... up a skirt and donned that."All I want is to get on with my job... nothing else" I said, standing my ground."Oh no... you want more than that... much more... come on admit it" he said taking a step closer.I looked to his right, trying to see a way past him. He'd caught me in the right place, behind me, was only racks. To get away I had to duck. Gently touching and holding between each finger. Analyzing every single line and indention and kissing them lightly. I stare deep into your eyes pulling you close to me, I kiss you on your cheek and whisper “Daddy, I want you to fuck me till you cum deep inside of me.” I glide my hand down your chest and clutch your thick, juicy tool. I kiss you on your cheek again and wait for you to kiss my lips then we passionately kiss and kiss while you play with my hair, moving them out of my face and. Just ahead of you, a tall crew-member is checking the tickets. Really nice looking, blond, large shoulders, potent hands, a winner smile and a sparkle of mischief in the eye, exactly what you are looking for… at least for tonight.Only one small issue though, he would really need to work on his tan, he’s terribly pale. As you hand him the tickets you are assaulted by a strong smell of sunscreen. You wink at him and give him your most seductive smile. He smiles back, checks your ticket again for. "Where's your rifle?" I asked. "I must have lost it on the drop," he said pulling a spare magazine from his front pocket. We walked through the field, following the sounds of gun-shots in the distance. Niether of us had any idea where we were. As we aproached the end of the feild we came across a wooded patch. Between the trees we could make out the silloettes of German storm troopers in a bunker. We walked scilently toward them and waited for them to stop to reload, then we made a quik dash.