I reach for the doorknob tentatively and open it. The room is much as I imagined it would be. A queen size bed against one wall, dressers and a mirror...against the wall opposite the bed, light beige carpeting, white d****s pulled shut, overhead light on and Adele playing. I don't see Miss Smith though. I walk into the room and as I do, she steps out of the closet. She is wearing a short skirt and a tube top that hugs her figure. I stop, my breath catches in my throat. I've always imagined what. She never took shit from anyone.All i could muster in response was a mummbled"yeah".How pathetic when I think back,but it didn't seem to phase her.She sat forward and her legs widened to there full extent."You wanna dominate me sir".It was said in such an innocent sounding voice and the smile was pure little shy girl,that I almost came in my pants there and then.The actor in me sudenly burst into full bloom and I stood up,chest out and trying to stand as a real macho actor would stand when. Now, he was asking me and I was more than willing. His hard dick was resting flat against his stomach as I reached out for it. Taking two fingers I began slowly started rubbing the underside of his shaft working my way up to the head watching it twitch and stiffen as I went. Wanting a better feel I grabbed it with my entire hand and started stroking him. The warmth of it in my hand was a wonderful feeling. I continued to play with him for a few more minutes before he asked if he could see. " Usually, garbage pickup in Spearfish Lake was limited to bags, but if you were going to throw out brush, or furniture, or old tires, or just a lot of stuff, twice each year the landfill contractor put on extra crews, and the curbs around the town grew high with stuff that had to be saved until the semiannual cleanup.Of course, one man's trash is another man's treasure, so as soon as the curbs started to get loaded, people began to cruise the streets, looking for whatever they might find.Even.