Mr. Chan knew it was her favourite. It was placed on the lowest shelf of the main aisle, in full view of the cashier’s counter. Jane bent over. She ...arefully selected a jar and took her time reading the ingredients on the label before slowly placing the jar in her basket. She smiled as she heard the mumbled words from behind and another sharp gasp followed by a high pitched rebuke spoken in Chinese.As she left the store, Jane offered a cheerful, “Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!” Mrs. Chan. She looks at Shahid, who’s keenly watching her facial expressions, enjoying teasing her like that. Even though she initially didn’t want him to not do anything. Now it was different. Her pussy aching to be fucked, abused and licked. Oh, how much she wants him to fuck her but too ashamed to admit it.After enough teasing, Shahid pulls her closer to his hips, rubbing his cock over her pussy, massaging her clit and labia with his dick. A sense of relief spread across her face. It is soon overcome. Body was perfect, makeup was perfect, she was perfect, yet I had a feeling I would dread spending time with her.The woman held a lead in her other hand, attached to a pink ruffled maid whose face was covered with a latex hood. She summoned the woman from the van, “Cindy take this stupid bitch to my office, I’ll deal with it later” and she handed the leash over. “Yes miss” Cindy replied, looking back with hopelessness in her eyes. Suddenly I was left with just the dominant latex woman, and the. Val had wanted more than simply a place by the fires, though. He’d wanted to join the ranks of the Journeymen, those fabled few who had changed the direction of their people with the knowledge gained in their travels. There had been one in each generation, and each one had sought more then a simple apprenticeship. His ambition was another thing that set him apart from the others of his tribe, aside from being adopted into it. ‘You have to learn to blend, Val. People might still be looking for.