Without a secondthought, she had shrugged off her grown-up clothes (which somehow had gottenvery loose and baggy) and stepped into the -- no -- HER dr...ss. She was still struggling with the last button on the back of her dress whenthe voice returned, but instead of the strange echo that had seemed tobounce off the inside of her skull, this was the distant sound of a voicefilled with warmth and strength. "Come along, young lady." Angela turned toward the voice and waded through the clothes until. "I'm gonna need to hear some words, real language" she instructed "now, repeat after me: yes, mistress." Yes, mistress" I managed to get out."Please come behind the counter and stroke me until I cum like the naughty boy that I am."I was so nervous, but I managed to say it, after only four attempts."Oh, your such a good boy" she used a cute sing-song voice for that "I'd be delighted to."A few minutes later we were at the back of the store, in a small office that the manager used for staff. How are you going to do that?” I said.“Well, people say the best way to learn about something is to try it out. So lets give this gay thing a shot.” Tim said.So Tim then grabbed my dick and began to stroke me. He turned to face me and leaned in for a kiss. I reciprocated and leaned towards him to accept the kiss. We began to use our tongues which just made my erection even harder. It was an amazing feeling to make out with someone while he’s stroking your dick and his 10 inch dick is constantly. .$2000", John says, circling his finger around the top of the glass. "I assume your boss told you?", his eyes not meeting hers now. "Yes, he did, but why would you do that John?", Amber is confused, looking at him. "Because I miss you, and I obviously need to pay to get your attention these days...", he says condescendingly. "Go Fuck Yourself John", she says as she goes to storm away and Glen eyes her marching past. "You ok?", he says. "Fine...Im fine", Amber says as she walks out the back.