For whatever reason this time was different. I sucked him and he said he wanted my ass. He fucked me so deep and hard I had to take my shirt off and p...t it in my mouth so everyone wouldn't hear me screaming. I was bent over grabbing the chair in just black lacetop thigh highs while this 5'2" guy with a huge dick mauled me. He kept calling me a queer and a fag until he unloaded into the condom up my ass. I can cum right now thinking about it.Cock slapped and face fucked like a cunt: At the. 'I just measured my feet.''Oh, that's okay: I do that all the time!' she said, smiling.'Yesterday, I was a size nine shoe,' I said, hoping she would guess the rest.'Okay...' she said, looking concerned that I was losing my grip on reality.'Now I'm a size six.' I said, pausing before the number to emphasise theseverity of the situation.'That's not good.''No.''You should see a doctor.''I will now, definately,' I lied.The following morning, having detected a pattern, I immediately inspectedmyself. It's old-fashioned, divided into booths of dark wood, the seating is benches covered in cracked leather and wingback-chairs. Despite the smoking ban the smell of leather and wood has only just overtaken the tobacco smell that has permeated the walls from decades of haze. You have chosen a bench facing the entrance so you can watch who comes in and out. You're waiting for your friend from school years. Together you used to experiment and explore your sexuality but you haven't seen her in. Her nipples where hard from the shower and could be seen sticking out. Next I handed her a white pleated skirt. No panties she asked? Nope I answered. She pulled the skirt up to her waist and tucked the tank top in. The skirt came to mid thigh. It was short enough to draw attention but not so short as to look like she was showing off. Her dark tanned legs looked great bare so no stockings will be needed. For shoes she wore a pair of light blue tennis shoes with white footie sox. As soon as we.