As the very horny teen boy I was, I sometimes flirted with this guy. I would tell him to massage my arm when sore and acted a little dumb when talking...to him. I train in speedos, so every time I talked to him, I would make my bulge more prominent for him to notice, and it worked. Andy designs bathing suits and sells them. Because my speedos were getting old, I decided to purchase one from him. "Hey Andy!" "Hey Tyler, what's up?" "I was wondering if you had speedos in stock right now, mine are. To my disappointment, he said no and to keep going. I had to slow down and ease up on the pressure I was fingering, but I kept going. After another few minutes, I again moaned to ask if I may cum, to which he again said no, but this time also to stop and kneel again. I reluctantly did as he ordered and as I got up, I saw them making out and her stroking his hard cock. I was extremely jealous and wanted to say something, but thought better of it. I just kept watching as the kept kissing and. "We're a bit packed in today... Want me to draganother table over?" You're going to need to drag another shop over at this rate!" Krystielaughed as she cradled her three month old daughter in her arms."Not that we're complaining, of course," Mary giggled. "What's it thatsomeone's always saying?" You can never have too many friends!" The assembled crowd cheeredsimultaneously, making Jamie blush as she took her infant daughter out ofher stroller and sat down with the tiny girl on her knee."You. "Marti nodded. It made sense. "It's okay," she said. "I'm not upset, it was just a little startling." I bet," Cai said with a laugh. "Don't worry, I trust Jeb enough to know he won't do anything weird, anything to hurt your body. I don't go in for stuff like that." People pay to hurt others?" Marti asked."Of course. You ever hear of a slaughterhouse?" Um..." Marti said. She'd heard a lot of weird stories about the sex industry, but nothing called a slaughterhouse. But she could just.