He was on top of me and I could feel his dick pushing at me, trying to get inside,” Zaria is explaining, a smile spread across her face, a face that...is light up with the excitement of finally being able to share her sexual experience, and experience that involves her own father no less. “I wanted it so bad. I just started pushing back at him, squirming around so that he could find his way in. Then all of a sudden, I felt him inside me. It was so much bigger than my fingers. It felt so good. But. Mr. Decker had asked me to wait a few minutes after work, and I was terrified that I was going to be fired. Finally, he called me in, shutting the door behind me. "Karen, as this is your first day, I'm going to be lenient with you. I had Maggie re-send the files to Mr. Wills. I took a chance on you—there were other candidates with more experience, but I saw something in you... something special, that I hope I'll be able to nurture and grow." I was surprised to hear that. Mr. Decker seemed. One had a wide (and I do mean wide!) selection of toys, another held a flat panel display for various workstations about the room, and yet another held a collection of manacles, collars, handcuffs, shackles, and things that were hybrid combinations of all of that. I wasnt exactly sure just what some of those things were they were so strange. I shuddered to imagine what goings on these items had been party to in the past and I imagined them possessing an aura of the events theyd been involved. We talked to our insurance broker who said that he could get Sue a much cheaper deal if she were to pass the advanced driver course but of course the extra lessons would cost money too.Back at home we discussed the predicament and it was then Sue told me that her old driving instructor had said that if she ever wanted extra tuition he'd be happy to teach her on the basis that she'd go for a drink with him after each lesson.I think we both knew what was implied as this was the same instructor.