The customers have been ruder than normal. I clock out for a break and I certainly need it. Kacey doesn't have anyone in her line and comes to find me...in the breakroom."Erin, can you come out here for a minute or two?", she beckons."Sure." We walk down a hall back to the main floor. We stand behind her register. "Now, what is it, Kacey?" Do you promise not to make fun of me?", Kacey asks."Kacey, I would never make fun of you about anything", I reply. "I sense that, whatever this is, it is. “I’ll let you in on a little secret, sweetie,” Valerie said, moving in front of Daphne. She muscled Daphne onto the desk behind her, digging her stiff fingers around her delicate thighs. “Some futa are embarrassed when they act like stereotypical futanari.” She squeezed Daphne’s legs tight and dragged her close enough to whisper in her ear. “But I’m not ashamed at all. All I think about is fucking. I don’t care whom I fuck, but there’s nothing I love more than shooting my load in a dumb little. I've known Andrea since I was a young boy growing up with Jim, she came in and joined us for a drink I could tell she was pretty drunk by the way she was walking and talking, she complained that her husband was a drunken idiot he got back to the room and passed out cold, then I noticed Ron and Anne were getting really friendly sitting on the edge on the bed, they were kissing, he had his hands all over her feeling her tit's, ass, then started lifting off her dress. I was sitting on the other. Already knowing the answer though.'Most definitely, You're very... matured''Thanks!' I said, bending down to pick up the towel again, when I felt my mother playfully slap me on the ass.I turned round and playfully tickled her, still with no towel on, and I fell on top of her. Picking up her reading glasses that had fallen off, I put them on for her, and, being face to face, we stared in to each other's eyes, she looked down at my lips, and I kissed her. I thought to myself, this shouldn't be.