She even went home with a new job to start on Monday. She was going to be the new shampoo girl at the T & A Salon, and Bobbi would help her to become ... hair stylist and cosmetologist just like her. Life was good!On the way home, something made her turn her cute VW Beetle [Quick, what kind of car did Rob drive?] into the parking lot of the 7-11... which wasn't there. This didn't seem to phase her, and she left for home with three more loaves of Bimbo Bread, half-off this time because it was. "Dad was being his usual pompous hypocritical self-and I finally threw his affairs back in his face." You're kidding!" Cassie gasped. "Good for you." I'm sick of being manipulated," Missy said."Good," Cassie replied. "I'll try very hard not to do it to you." And I'll try very hard not to dump my shit on you. Because I do that far too often. Including last week. I just wish I could take it all back." You just did," Cassie smiled. "We'll see you later." She got up, took Frankie's hand, and walked. Then against all the odds, he wrapped it around my thigh and simply resumed his work. I let an exasperated sigh escape my lips and he chuckled and looked up at me, ”Oh don’t worry, we’re gonna fuck. Just one last measurement first.” With that, he yanked down my boxers in one motion and lined the tape up against my hard dick, measuring it from base to tip. He grabbed the shaft with one hand and said, “Lovely!” before engulfing it whole.I hadn’t been prepared for such callous action on his. The whole thing was making me so instantly aroused that when she pulled it out it was at full mast, nine thick inches sticking straight up for her and her brother’s viewing pleasure. I’m like that. All I have to do is think about it, and my dick gets all stiff right away. Vishal stared at it in amazement, and so, of course, did Neha, who always licked her lips at the sight of my shaft, erect and ready for some serious fun.”Nice, huh?” Neha said to her brother, staring him straight in the eye, a.