We coupled on that chair for a few minutes then she started yipping lightly as orgasmic shocks made her shudder. Her climax set mine loose and I unlo...ded as deep as I could into the girl. She bent to kiss me tenderly then murmured in my ear, “I have to go, I have to open the shop again.” She kissed me again then got up. After I left the store, I realized I didn’t even know her name. I hid that shit away, out sight, out of any female’s reach. I needed a break; my poor body wasn’t used to. He looked up out his windows. He had a corner room of the house, with large windows he wasn't allowed to close. Yesterday they allowed him to close his blinds, but it didn't matter, everyone heard everything. Then it mattered and he was suddenly more humiliated because his mom opened the blinds on both walls, one to his right and the other right across the foot of his bed. A pair of cute emo girls, Freya and Phoebe, smiled unblinkingly at him he faced a corner of his room took his urine soaked. Fully stocked with make-up and hair brushaes curling irons and hot rollers. she looks puzzled but doesn't say anything. We continue to the bedroom. I show her the platform bed, which is made, with a nice bedspread and a bunch of pillows and stategicly placed mirrors. i open the door to the walk in closet. One side with all my regular clothes,jeans,t-shirts, work uniforms and shoes belts ..the usual mens stuff and the other side lined with dresses, blouses .womens tops and jeans, lingerie,. I had already given my seat to an older lady, so on my feet I stood. 9 th Street, the next stop, was always crowded. Those of us standing did the back step shuffle. She climbed in and I checked her out. Mature, not small but not fat, perfectly thick in all the right places. She wore a sleeveless summer dress, black with a floral print, heels and dark hose. With a head of auburn hair and just enough make up, she was not beautiful, yet pretty. I guessed her to be in her fifties. She walked my.