"I'll just finish up the last few cases in the back, and get some cokes out of the fridge while I'm there." He then headed towards the back store room...A few moments later there was a knock at the front door. Thinking that it was the pizza being delivered, Dave went and unlocked the door. As soon as it was opened a crack, two young men dressed in gang colors pushed past Dave. One of them had a gun pointed at him."All right mother-fucker you just keep your hands where I can see em!" said the one. I was her first and only. I guess our sex made her a little freakier. I was a few years older. She was in college. I was working. I know this for a fact because she wrote a couple of pages in her notebook about what she did. I never would have believed that she would do this. To read sexual things about her was disgusting and a bit odd. I was having thoughts of her fucking another guy. She starts out saying, oh such a good time out drinking with friends. I like ro be a little tipsy at the bar.. She probably had breast implants, but they were not that big, perfect for her body shape, and simply looked perfect. She wasn't just out of his league, she was out of everyone's league.They spoke a few times here and there, and surprisingly, she gave him her number at the end of the night along with her real name Jennifer. He didn't expect that, but it was welcome.They met for coffee a few days later and had a really good time. Jennifer was funny, and a fun person to be around. She had walked. He looked at me and said “Jeeze, that was awesome.” I looked at him with smoldering eyes, and he knew what I wanted. “Abbi, no... I... I can't.” He said, finally. “Please, I've waited so long.” He sighed, and let is actions take precedence. He kissed me swiftly, and by the way he was breathing, I knew he was hard again. We went into his back seat, and he pulled the seats down so that we had more room. He shared one last, hot kiss with me, then started to take off my blouse. I was thankful at.