" I stammered as I thought of how best to put it, "...well, it ain't the job ya see, Miss Lucy...it's just..." I sighed heavily and blurted out, "It's...just that some of the blokes see...they's windin' me up like an' I'm sick of it..." then I tells 'er the story. She gulped at 'er beer an' soon she had finished 'er second pint an' was startin' on 'er third! All the time, she had this look of amazement on her face and she gasped when I told 'er about me cock! "So, let me get this straight, Larry?. Anexistence that's carefree and without any real challenges. So you pervon young girls like me." Her statement made me blush with embarrassment,but she continued, "Oh, I saw you looking at us with lust, but I couldalso see a certain longing in you."I was conflicted. I'd known I'd seen those girls this morning, and whileI did stare at them with a certain sexual appetite, I was indeed mostlyjealous of their friendship and freedom. That was where I drew the line,though. I knew it wasn't my. "What if a customer comes alongwhilst you're gone, though?" I asked."Just stall them if it's something you can't answer," Ashley smiled asshe began to walk off with Ryan and Jake in tow. "I promise I won't belong!"Once they'd disappeared out of sight I hastily beat a retreat from thelipstick display back to the relative safety of the Make-Up and Beautycounter. I wanted to duck underneath it and curl up into a ball untilAshley returned, but I felt that would be taking a huge step back in. The rumble of an engine, and the crunch of gravel shatters the stillness, but the strange tension remains. The mud splattered truck pulls into the open garage, before shutting off. The driver sits inside the vehicle for a moment, before opening the door, and pulling out his bags. The young man doesn't look like he grew up here. His skin is to pale to have spent most of his time outdoors, and his limbs seem to weak to have helped on the farm. However, through a twist of fate, he is the one who.