Rietz!”“Cain, my name is Beth. Call me Beth, please! My mother in law is Mrs. Rietz!”Beth was a very informal person who insisted on being cal...ed by her first name. Paul was the opposite. All of the hired help called him Mr. Rietz and only spoke when spoken to. Beth loved talking to them. She was no better than they were. Maybe better off, but not better.“Coffee, Cain?” Beth asked, pouring herself a cup?“Black, please” came the response.“So, Mr. Rietz is off on another trip? How long. With her arms attached to the two trees all Paula had available to her was her mouth and she used it like it was going to somehow save her life. All the other guys stood and watched in amazement as she eagerly went for the cock in her mouth. Most of these guys were only eighteen and had very limited sexual experience with girls their own age. Never in their short lives had they seen anything like the eager enthusiasm Paula was giving to the cock inside her mouth. Then after three minutes a. It put him at ease, and any hesitancy about approaching this particular store was already gone. Then he noticed her face, pretty and tan, with baby blue eyes that seemed to see right through him, a strong chin and high cheekbones, blonde hair brushing her shoulders, pearl earrings. Then he noticed her clothing. A green skirt that fell below her knees and a baggy, long-sleeved blue smock with the store logo sewn on it. Demure, to a fault. It didn’t go along with her face.Lonnie introduced. "I'm Victor." I'm Shanice" she replied. "I'm a self-defense instructor." Well, I'm a copy editor who works as a part-time recruiter when my vacation days run out." Victor responded. Shanice laughed again. "At least you don't have to deal with all the forests of paper, right?" Not unless you count handing out lethal-weapon certifications to my graduates." Shanice said. The conversation continued pleasantly until it became Victor's turn at the ordering window. He ordered a chicken tenders meal.