Shooting my eyes away from her magnetic breasts, that keep attracting my eyes, I pull the chair out and hastily take a seat while avoiding eye contact...with her. "Yeah, yep. I'm fine, all good over here," I reply, while looking the other way as I try to hide my embarrassment. Handing every student a book, I dread the moment where she has to hand me one. Eventually, she stands right beside my desk. Steadily moving my eyes up and over her breasts this time, I stare deep into her milky blue eyes,. I stood in awe. He had thick hairy legs which barely fit into the legs of the shorts he was wearing. The wife beater he had on strained from the bulk it held in place and the parts of his body not covered by the shirt were covered in fur. I couldn’t do anything but stare at this damn handsome hunk of bearflesh.He stepped up to the urinal and undid his pants then hauled out a most impressive piece of manflesh. I continued to stare; he seemed not to notice or care. He crossed his arms across his. . they take dollars.“You want to take the ladies shopping? Or go with us?” I asked the driver.At the word shopping he began to perspire freely.“I can’t leave the car.”“It sucks to be you, then. They have a million dollar debit card.”“Oh God, fuck a bunch of regs. I’m going with you.”Just about then, a Tokyo cab screeched to a halt in front on the fast food restaurant. The ladies stood, daintily wiped lips, kissed their respective lover and ran for the door.I waved good bye.Zo waved back. The. It was neat to see 'Becky'in a different light.After some small talk, I finally told Rebecca how bad my situation hadbecome. She said that there was an opening at the salon. I chuckled atthe thought. But I was getting desperate, so I listened carefully.She said that she had an opening at the front desk. It was hourly pay,but I could work a lot of hours.Rebecca said, "The job is basically answering phones, doing some tidyingup around the salon, and greeting customers. You would be.