"I told him afterward, that I had to tell you first." What?" He slams on the breaks. The car lurches to a sudden stop - I'm just glad there's no traff...c at this hour."Not 'you' you, dude! Sir. Shit! I started to tell him that I had to talk to someone else and he said 'boyfriend' an' I just went with it. He thinks I'm seeing someone else and that it's not gonna happen. Shit, dude - Sir - he didn't think I was serious in the first place." Were you?"I hesitate then come clean, "Yeah." I kinda. That seemed to be my day for the next few days, get up, eat, then work. Though that all changed on the fourth day after I left the message.I had gone out to the carport to make sure the car was still operating. When I stepped out toward the cabin I failed to notice that it was almost deathly quiet out. Shaking off the snow that had accumulated on me I stepped in.I pulled up short when I saw the blonde head of hair in the main chair in the front room. Son of a bitch I thought as I started to. "What is a juniors department," I asked Katie as we entered it."You don't know? Really, Patricia, get with it! "Juniors" is the word for young teens. Middle school girls and high school girls buy clothes in the Juniors department." But I'm too old for that." I agree, Patricia. It must have something to do with your sleepover." At this point a young, petite salesgirl approached and asked if she could help."Yes, please," Katrina responded. "My boyfriend here will be having a girl's sleepover. I watched him grow and stiffen and soon felt proud of my hard dick sliding in and out of her mouth. She licked under the head expertly and took almost the full length into her mouth, only to back off and tease the tip with her tongue. Then she just stood up, turned, and stepped out of the tiny room, leaving me standing there with my shinny wet dick hanging out in front of me. “You little bitch” I whispered under my breath as I laughed out loud and tried to stuff him back in my pants. Once out.