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"I could tell by Leanne's expression that this wasn't a conversation she was looking forward to. According to the man's name tag, he was Daren Finnega..., Manager. He took Leanne by the elbow and led her only a few feet away. Daren wasn't merely short; his head barely cleared the top of Leanne's breasts. He spoke in a whisper, but Jordan and I could hear him clearly. "I have told you to let the more experienced employees help customers on the floor. You should return to the registers."I glanced. She pictured him standing at the foot of her bed, staring at her, slowly peeling his clothes off. He pulled his faded gray t-shirt off first, revealing what she imagined to be a ridiculous torso with chiseled muscles that matched the forearms and biceps she had seen before. Next, he unfastened his belt, and slowly his jeans, pushing them down over his hips. He had on boxers, which barely held back his cock. He reached down and pulled the covers off of her, leaving her lying in the middle of her. For me it was a pleasure to help, though I knew the work itself wouldn’t be so fun and in all likelihood, heart breaking. Still, someone had to and that was obviously going to be me and Brian. After hanging up, I poured myself a glass of wine and curled into the sofa, kicking off my shoes as I sat down. Then I picked the phone up again and dialled Tom’s number. ‘Hi.’ I said as his voice came over the line, broken only by the occasional tapping of his fingers on a computer keyboard. I could. ."I showed her the enormous strapon dildo. That thing would make a mare scream, but if it got Mandy off the crack, it would be worth it, for Peggy's sake if nothing else. Peggy's eyes went wide with alarm at the sight of it."That will kill her!" she cried."No it won't, Peggy." I said, "But it might make her wish she were dead! That's the whole idea! All the time you're raping her butt with this you'll be telling her what a worthless mother she is. You'll remind her that it was her use of crack.
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