“I thought I’d wear that black skirt with that top you reckon suits me, you know, the black one with the white floral design on it, and then its j...st got to be my knee length fuck-me boots wouldn’t you say” you shouts back, “What about you then?”“As little as possible” was all the reply she offered.Five minutes later and Lucy was at your door, giving you a view of what she had decided on, a very short tight black skirt and cropped top, with slightly more subtle footwear than you have decided. . this is wrong" she mumbled under her breath. I ignored her and slowly started to slide my hand down, into her panties. She was wet, very. Like she spilled a glass of water. And very aroused, wide open. I continued the touch her and she was moaning louder and louder. "ok, ok" she said and took my hand out. She sat down on the bed, pulled me towards her and opened my trousers. "no way" I was thinking, "is she really going to.....". And she did. She put the whole thing in her mouth. And wow was. All she did was stare; it was as if she had no notion of what I was doing. Some deep, almost primordial desire was overtaking me; for a moment I considered ripping the condom off and impregnating her womb, but I left the sheath on.We both fucked trance-like, an animal passion. I cared only for my prick in her warm hole; she only responded when I thrust deep in her body.She leant forward and seemed to mutter 'Dominic' to me. I didn't understand, but I didn't stop; I was too close, and what did I. "If you can no longer work here, I will understand. You must understand this, If you get an independent appraisal of the value, we will talk again."The offer to talk a second time was so that I could interview bakers. I wasn't into to cut throat business, but this was just survival 101.I was right in the middle of being sheriff when the the donut shop came up again. They burst through the door with guns drawn, "Sheriff Porter would you stand please and put your hands on your head." Nice to see.