All at once Rhonda was on her back, on her knees, straddling him ... almost every way he wanted, certainly every way she was willing. She was astonish...d and totally appreciative of this newfound sexual excitement but had no idea it was self induced.At the first meeting with Brian, Roger hadn't connected it. It blew right over his head. When they met for a second time a week later, he did. Brian Hawkins! It was right there on the credit union check Brian used to pay him. Roger didn't say. That’s stupid he thought, I control what’s going to happen. She got on the bed and without hesitation started where her mother left off. She grabbed his dick with her hands and slowly started jerking him off. “Wow, honey you’re like a whole new person.” The husband said, oblivious to the switch. Dave watched from the side as the father raved at his daughters hand job. She stroked it like a pro and as she did, reached her other hand into her own private area. One finger slipped into her pants. I would always look away too shy to even look back. He always did it so casually as if to just check up on me, but I couldn’t help but feel like he enjoyed watching me. Ironically, it was not busy tonight and we only had maybe 15 customers within each passing hour. It made the night lag, but I enjoyed the quiet and privacy Brian and I got to share. He came up twice within my 2 hours to take calls and I figured that he wanted to be near me. ( how boastful of me to say so ) I casually cleaned. I liked nice girls, the ones who're shy but sweet, and the ones that you can hold a conversation with. But it was impossible to get this idea through to my fellow hormone driven friends and the males of the group and even a large portion of the females were trying to convert me and fix me up with anything and everything that had the proper hole and a pulse and sometimes after they all convinced themselves I didn't like girls, not even the proper hole. So if they saw me in my current form.