" That's a good number then. And if you're good I know a good store that sells them."I laughed, "Only if they have sexy clerks who let me have sex wit... them." Jury's still out on that one," she said. "Let me guess and then fuck away my virginity and I can guarantee it."I took a deep breath and looked up at Cindy, down at her tits and back up into her brown eyes. My cock twitched, and I nodded. "Okay," I said. "If you can explain why I shouldn't be there with her, I'm willing to listen." I can,. When a man delivered there was never a hurry to help him and we would watch him unload the van himself, eventually going to sign his papers when we had time.We had a bearing fail on a crusher just after lunch this day, a quick phone call and it was ordered from the bearing suppliers, the problem was is was 200 miles away and we needed it straight away. It would be delivery that night if someone was around to unload it.All the men had gone home by seven in the evening; we were to start fresh. Usually, that suited young Ryan just fine, as he had a bold, independent, charismatic personality. As a child, he had some subconscious insecurities about how much his parents really cared about him, but overall he was not unhappy. He always had a nanny, a chauffeur, a tutor or whoever else he needed at various ages. His parents did love him and tried to be involved in his life, though they usually spent just the minimum amount of time and effort on him to make themselves feel like they were. I woke up first, and for a long time, I lay there in a pall of sadness. It was over I had to say good bye to her and that thought terrified me. I didn’t want to cry any more, but my heart and my tears conspired against me. ‘Hush,’ she finally said, holding me tight. ‘Don’t cry, honey. We’ll be together again real soon, I promise.’ We lay together for about a half hour, lying on our backs as we held hands. Words just weren’t necessary or wanted at that time. I rolled up onto my stomach and.