“Please, I would feel better if I paid you. I would pay at a motel.”“No, no. No pay money. You just be nice to Juan, OK?”“Nice? What do you ...ean?”He walked around the counter and put his hands on my tits. I jumped back.“What are you doing? You want me to have sex with you? No way!”“Fine. You get out of my store and fix car yourself and sleep in car.” He turned off the inside lights and walked to the front door holding it open.“Get out! I’m closing up.”Damn, I was fucked if I didn’t have his. "You did this to yourself!" she mimickedJosh's sad little excuse as she effortlessly pulled off her top andbra, releasing the twins.Jacklyn looked down at the mountain of flesh hanging off her chest."These damn things..." she said as she jiggled them from side to side,remembering with embarrassment at all the times she had forced her ex'sto do the same.With a sigh of resignation she grabbed her sports bra and secured hergirls, wincing as the straps bit into her sensitive flesh. Jacklynproceeded. Hi, said Jon in a stern voice.We have company coming to dinner tonight, Just place the lasagna in the oven I will tend to everything else when I get home. Oh and I bought you an outfit to wear it will be delivered at 4 this afternoon. Wear that nothing more. Jon said.I shall, Shay replied.Honey about the bank, Shay began...NO... I will discuss that later, Jon barked as he hung up the phone.Shay puts the Lasagna in the Oven, then goes to get ready for the dinner party. Shay is a very attractive. That all? For here or to go? Cash, charge or on account? On account of you're driving me crazy, you want to say, but you just tell her "cash," since the $10 bill in your hand apparently isn't enough of a clue. She plucks it away, slides it into a cubby in the cash drawer, and counts out your change, just like they taught her: four-fifty, five, ten, twenty.What do you do?Come on, quickly! The guy behind you in line is already shoving his tray full of carbohydrates forward.Do you rush away from.