You look like you could use a cup of coffee, am I right?"Nick couldn't believe his ears. Sure, he'd heard the old jokes about the milk man, the delive...y man or the meter man being greeted at the door by a beautiful, half-dressed, horny woman, but this was the first time anything like it had happened to him. He'd become a skeptic, in fact, about the truth of any of those stories.Edging through the door, Nick stuck out a cautious hand to stroke the big German shepherd who stood close at his. The lights changed and i had to stop touching her and concentrate on driving again but that little feel seemed to light the blue touch paper and she started to tease.She reclined her seat slightly and put her left foot on the dashboard pulling her skirt up to reveal white lacy panties and running her left hand up and down her exposed thigh finally coming to rest between her legs all the time giggling like a naughty school girl. She did this on and off until we reached the motorway, now with the. Her bottom was the plumpest and most delectable of all the young serving wenches. Many the young lad that desired a glimpse of her cuny to see if it was covered with the same exciting tinted golden red bush.Prissy was doomed to relieve her yearnings with her own long, delicate fingers in her bed by herself. She whimpered and tossed many a nite trying to reach her special spot and the liquidy release that make her smile.One busy nite into the tavern strode a young master.He was fair of skin,. I did well that day and receiveda daily bonus that added to my income. What bothered me though occurredwhen I needed to use the bathroom that afternoon. While washing myhands I noticed in the mirror that somehow my shirt had turned into thesame blouse that Gloria wore. Stranger still was the fact that nobodynoticed anything different either before or after I used the bathroom,or at least nobody said anything, except Gloria."We can't wear the same thing," she said when I was leaving for theday..