I release her breast and now wet pussy, then grab a fistful of hair with one hand and grab her by her sweet ass with the other. I usher her into the b...droom on tippie toes. She gasps and tries to keep her balance. I hurry her along and as we approach the bed I toss her on it harshly. I say, “Get on your back bitch, and get out of those clothes quickly!”She quickly does so to avoid my ire, throwing her clothes helter skelter. I grab her and pull her crosswise on my bed. I leave her head just. “Woah,” I said. “Aren’t you a salesman?”“Yes sir,” he said and swallowed again. “But this is my first week, I haven’t actually sold one yet.”“Do you earn commission?” I asked and he nodded. “Yes, sir.”“Well we’ll be paying cash, and we’ll want them delivered, can you arrange that?”“Yes sir,” he managed without swallowing, “Would you like a look inside it?”“Yes please,” mum smiled.He went off into the office for the keys, but it was the older salesman who came back holding a set of keys.“I. I found a couple of cities, and I presented all of them to my parents, who seemed to be set on Melbourne, but, I couldnt have that! I needed us to go to Adelaide, so I could be at least fairly close to him. They finally agreed half time in Melbourne and half in Adelaide, which would mean one week in each city. And now here I was, dressed in a tight, light purple tshirt that showed of my curves, my full D-cup breasts, and a pair of short, pale blue jeansshorts. My long, slender legs looked tan. “I'm Eliza.” I say to him as we walk through the trail. “That's my friend Kristy.”“Oh, I'm Keenan.” He says and smiles lightly. “Sorry about this by the way.”“It's an excuse to get out of camp flower power for awhile. I don't mind.” I shrug, really just wanting the chance to see in their camp. “Does he do this all the time?”“No, last time he took away our tents and sleeping bags until we got a fire...” He says and rubs the back of his head. “He's a little psychotic.”“They all are.” I assure him.