The girl tried her best to deliver a shining smile in return, though her mouth movements were quite limited. She smiled with her eyes."My lovely girl,...you liked the taste so much you want a second serving? Fret not, Daddy will deliver!" he promised, starting to hump her throat once again. The girl rolled her eyes as she accepted the extra-meal. This was going to be a long day.---------------------Evening; the service girl was in a pitiful state. This area had lot more people than she was used. ‘Want a coffee, it’s quite disgusting: I recommend it.’ He asked with a grin. She nodded her head. ‘No sugar.’ She looked around. ‘Who are all those people, not bin men surely?’ ‘No.’ Andy laughed. ‘We all start at the same time. Binnies, pickers, gardeners, tree guys, repairs, everyone. Don’t worry, you’ll get to know them.’ ‘That’s if I get the chance. I don’t think Pops likes me.’ ‘He prefers to reserve his judgement on newbies. Just do what he says and try your best, he appreciates. The next thing I know, K walks forward and plants his lips on mine. This was weird at first but I soon got into it and our tongues were rubbing over each others. I then felt K's hand rubbing my cock through my boxers. I started to do the same to him and I was so surprised to feel that he was rock hard. K then brought his hand up to my stomach and slowly slid his hand down into my boxers. The cold hand gave me a fright but felt so nice against my warm pulsing cock. I then followed him and did. Her shop, she savoured the thought in her mind, remembering all the sacrifice and hard work it had taken to start it up. Despite all that, her shop was her own. A small piece of her soul had been placed in the little boutique on the corner of the usually bustling street of Dalkey. She looks past the mannequins on display and squints out into the darkness, then shakes her head at herself. It’s 2am, Leila, she chided herself. Who do you think is going to be out there? Suddenly, impulse.