“Fuck!” she murmured to herself in frustration. “Forgot the batteries!”She ripped open the package of three double-AA’s and inserted them in...the handle. Then she turned the BB pistol on herself, aiming right between her marvelous bare breasts and pulled the trigger again.“Ahhhh! Ow!” she yelped, dropping the pistol on the sheet between her legs. “Fuck! That hurts!”There was a tiny, bleeding hole right in the middle of her breastbone. Frank was almost at the top of the stairs when she shot. I decided to work, because I couldn’t care any more for education. It all seemed so pointless to me. It felt like I always had this void in my life, and I didn’t know how or why it was there, or how to fill it.I felt a heart-clenching sensation in my heart whenever I saw this boy named Dan. He and I worked at the local general market, the one that his mom and pop ran since before he was born. He had light brown hair that shined a bleach blonde during the summers, sea blue eyes, and always a. “Good evening Mr. Hayward. I should have known it would be you I’d be serving. You’re the only one who asks for me when you dine here at Chandler’s.”“Hi Andrew, I asked for you because you give us good service and are discrete when you see some adult action at our table.”Dan made the introductions with Andrew trying to be polite as he viewed three pairs of mostly revealed breasts. The women admired this late teen’s athletic looking body and the obvious bulge in his pants.“Andrew, I noticed the. I pull out of your mouth to your disappointed exclamation and pull you to your feet to kiss you deeply again, our soft lips meshed and tongues dancing as I walk you backwards until you’re against the wall. I drop to my knees and bury my face between your thighs, my mouth searching through the neatly trimmed pubes to your slit. You raise one leg and rest your foot on the chair by the bed and your hole wetly opens for me, the sensual musky aroma enveloping me and inflaming my lust further. I.