.used to being fucked in your rear?”“No, Sir”“I will not let Schmidt be alone with you, before we know how you...react”“I..am most thankfu..., Sir”Another finger, from the same hand was playing around her pussy now. She was wet. Had been for the most of the day. She parted her feet a bit more.“I think that he is a...back-door man...”She made a tiny, soft sound as his other finger penetrated her pussy. This was better for her, more her thing. Both fingers grew deeper up into her. “You look so. While I continued to read my mag I couldn't resist peeking over the top to see what the young guy was doing,no surprise his gaze was fixed on my legs,so for a bit of devilment I sread them a little wider to see what his reaction would be.Well it worked he let out a little moan and plunged his hand into his pocket.I got back to reading for a short while then decided to up the game,i sread my legs wider so he could see the white of my panties,when he saw that his hand started fumbling inside his. I didn’t have a real job in high School, but I had a pony car that could make the drive to Montreal and back overnight and I knew not to ask questions about what was put in the trunk.Anyway ... graduated High School, went into the service, got out, went to college, got a job ... boooooooriiiiinng! Yup, the all American Average Joe. Then I met Becky. Actually, she backed her car into mine while I was in the store. I came out and this really, really, really cute girl was crying while trying to. .. could call Mom, she realized, with a grimace. But, she’s on the other side of the state... she’ll be heading to bed by now—and she didn’t even know I was going to an anime convention. And, of course, nothing would make her feel like more of a helpless child than crying to her mother for help. The idea sat unpleasantly in the pit of her stomach as the elevator descended, and she couldn’t help but reject it, for better or worse.“Excuse me?” Stephanie asked timidly, thinking the eerily quiet.