As much as I enjoyed this, I tried not to let it go any further than this innocent “play.” At the time, I didn’t think Chloe was emotionally rea...y for any more physical complications, and I struggled with my desire to make sure the physical relationship didn’t progress.*****When Chloe came to live with me, I was single, well-traveled, and owner of my own growing construction business. I was a big man, tall, hard-muscled, brown hair, and steely grey eyes, reasonably good looking, and had before. I get to the store about 10 minutes before closing. There is only one employee in the store, his name tag said ‘Peter, manager’. He greeted me and says he is the new store manager and that he will be happy to assist me in any way. I introduce myself and tell him that I’m looking for something to go with the dress I had on to wear to a party. He agreed that the shoes I had on were nice…but not quite right for the black dress I was wearing. We make small talk as I wander around the store. I asked him, “What is that and what is it supposed to do?”He replied, “It’s a personal creation of my clan.” He puffed out his chest as he said that, obviously proud of his clan. He continued, “It’s called a slot-compass. It’s supposed to find the person with the most number of slots on a planet. Ergo, the strongest person on a planet. I had just thought the strongest person on a planet would also be the one to lead them. It seems like my assumptions were incorrect. Tell me, David of clan. "Don't Worry-I'll be careful," Byron said soothingly, guessing that she was worried about it"Well, I guess-" Julie said hesitatingly as she looked warily at the buzzing dildo."Good!" Byron said enthusiastically as he moved the dildo directly over her trembling snatch-lips. Slowly, he brought it down, running the vibrating sides of the dildo gently over the wiry tips of her juice-saturated cunt hairs."UNNGHHH!" Julie groaned. She felt her cunt-hole spasm wildly as her hairs vibrated in sympathy.