When she came back she was so excited. She hugged him and jumped around the room and talked with her hands as she told him about the races. Her eyes s...arkled and she had the hugest grin plastered on her face. There had been a heat and a final and her crew had won both of them. She told him about the course and the other teams and how the wind had been so strong that it was blowing some of the boats out of their lanes. She had a big gold medal that she wanted to hang up. They couldn’t decide. Hope you enjoy it.I had a friend who was the junior manager of a teen clothing store at a local mall. He often had to dress the mannequins in all kinds of outrageous outfits.This store used some of those realistic mannequins. They had faces with real expressions and movable arms. They even had pink nipples and a small mound on their crotch. They usually dressed the mannequins either just before closing or just before opening.Well, Bob had turned in his resignation 2 weeks before and on his last. Heh, chill. It’s going to get cold pretty quick with the car off.”“Just a short nap,” I murmured.“I’d let you sleep out here, but someone would call the cops about a corpse!”“Jeez, Shannon, I went from ‘looking great’ to ‘a wreck’ to ‘a corpse’? When’s my damn funeral, tomorrow?”Shannon laughed out loud. “I was just kidding, Matty. Trying to get some signs of life out of you.”I grunted. “Good luck. I’m hung over, so that’s definitely going to be a challenge.”“You did have way more beer than I. Her large pink nipples were hard enough to cut glass as he grabbed one and twisted it. She felt so degraded, but happy too and it was confusing. Regular women couldn't like this kind of thing in real life right? Which meant she couldn't be regular. She must truly be the fuck cunt he thinks she is. "That's right. Now my cock too, slut." Unzipping his pants she pulled them down to his ankles and was rewarded with a slap in the face from his 9in hard, veiny cock. Abby was so wet now she knew.