"Huh?" I replied."Oh nothing, let me know if you need anything miss." Thinking I heard him wrong I started to browse. Thinking to myself. 'Ohmy gosh! ...hat would look awesome on.....'Coming back to reality I frowned and headed for the door. Before I gotthere the old man called out, "Miss! Miss! You almost forgot your bags,"he said as he came up to me.I opened my mouth, then closed it... I asked with a perplexed look, "Didyou just call me miss?" Yes, but you almost forgot your bags. Here you. He then pulled me closer. "No bra on? Wow, girl, you really are trying to make me hard aren't you?"He then took my nipple into his mouth and started to play with it with his tongue. I started to breath heavier and moan slightly when I suddenly felt his hand running softly and slowly up my inner thigh and then on to my pussy. "Oh. shaven. You are a very good girl. You know what a guy likes." He started to rub his finger up and down my pussy as he sucked harder on my nipple. I grabbed on to his. She had allowed him to use his hand to stimulate her under her dress and in return she had used her experienced lips to control his urges. He did not complain as she promised him unless she was “working” he could have a single treat every weekend, also that if he wished he could be present on her next visitor`s play-time if the client didn`t object. Ricky had been as always patient, a trick he had developed as a poacher, he knew his mother would not let him down, she had never failed to do. Combine that with it being my last class period of the day and twenty minutes till the bell, who could possibly pay attention to school?I look around. At the lab station to my right are my neighbors and best friends Lewis and Eric. Lewis lives two houses down and Eric lives next door. We first met back in kindergarten and have been fast friends. I’m a little unusual in my class in that I don’t circulate in the usual girl cliques. Lewis is asleep. This is also Lewis’ second senior year as he.