What happened when you walked out of Saks?" Waddaya mean?" Our witness stated that Ms. Halliday said something like, 'The man by the sign! Stop him!'"...Oh. Nope, you've got it all wrong. I can't remember her exact words, but she pointed and said something like, 'Look at the man by the sign.' I looked and watched the man slide across the sidewalk and strike his head on a lamppost. Somebody must've given him a hell of a shove." You didn't see who shoved him?" Nope." All right. Then what happened?". I knew I'd do my best to please him, but it sounded like an awful lot of food. "I want to see how you handle a big piece of meat." I wasn't sure what he meant but I saw Shirley smile when he said that. "Bring me a big mug of beer. What do you want to drink, kid?" Could I just have a glass of milk, sir?" Sure. A glass of milk for the little fella here. Thanks, Shirley," Max said before the busty woman turned and walked over to the bar."C'mon kid, we've been on the road for hours. Let's go take a. This is the sequel to a story entitled ‘Used Goods’.WARNING: like its predecessor, this story is nastier and less tongue-in-cheek than my usual fiction. It contains gratuitous violence. Please do not read any further if imaginary cruelty offends or provokes you. The author utterly condemns such behaviour in real life. Story Codes are: M/f, non-consensual, heavy, humiliation, S/M, enema, modification. Copyright is asserted by the author and no reposting to other sites or commercial use. ”R: “Thank you.”She went to keep the plates in the dish and came back and sat at the same place. I kept on staring at her.R: “Krish you’re staring at me?”K: “Sorry, you look too beautiful today. Can’t help it.”R: “Really, well I am flattered.”K: “You have such a beauty that any man would have you.”R: “Really, what about you then??”K: “Could be.”R: “Oh Really, I knew that day how you’re staring at me.”K: “I also knew how you liked my attention.”R: “Tell me, how many girls have you being with.