"Michael, is there an ounce of fat on you?" You're just being nice."She slipped my t-shirt over my head."No, seriously," she said. "Stand over there. ...o on! Don't be such a baby!"So I stood barefoot in the desk light, in just my faded jeans with a bulging crotch."Turn around," she commanded. "Slowly." Oh come on!" I protested."Do it!"So I turned and posed a little for her."Sweet Jesus, Michael! You're beautiful..."I blushed. I mean, nobody's complained before, but this was silly."You've just. " I trailed off, not knowing what to say.She groaned and rolled her eyes. "Like, is he too rough, too sensitive, what?" Well, he tends to get a bit handsy. He has a really rough touch."She gave me a look of sympathy. "Too bad he's the only person you have sex with. You won't get to experience what a good guy can do with stuff like that."I shrugged. "So... You wanna have that pillow and marshmallow fight we were talking about?" Oh yeah! I'll go get the marshmallows, and you get the pillows. He must have saved up a lot of cum as he was cumming for a bit filling my mouth to the point I started swallowing as he cum. Once he finished he pulled his cock out and pulled his shorts back up and left. I swallowed down the rest of his cum. An older black man peeked into my booth and I waved him right in. He was fatter and a little taller then me. He sat down next to me and I felt his hand wrap around my neck. He whispered into my ear "ready to suck my big black cock sissy boi." He got up and. At long last Dianne exited the storewith a cart full of purchases which she had me store in the trunk,making me bend over and raise my skirt hem in back. Mona, one of Cora'sclerks, flipped up my skirt and pinched my buttock, making me jerkupright and bump my head on the trunk lid. Finally I was allowed toseat myself in the little car, and Dianne drove off with me. I soonbegan to sob as we drove along back to the big mall we had been to twonights before. Part Five - Salon of horrors, more family.