He looked me over and was obviously pleased at what he saw, then told me that the only really private area was behind the counter, in the small storag... room. I said that would be okay and took the sack he gave me into the room. There were four or five guys in the main part of the store where Shadow was at and, in a side area that held quarter peepshows, another half dozen or so, although we didn’t know that at first. Pretty busy, actually, considering that it was Christmas eve. The bag. "Talk! Names ... Now!" Hammond gasped as he took air in through his mouth again, and moaned as the weight shifted again with his movement, squeezing his balls, the mustard itching his bell-end with its wicked spice; his mind raced as he thought of it burning his sensitivity away forever, the ginger beauty had told him so, her tongue was waiting to sooth it for him..."Burns! ... Hal Burns! ... he does bit parts like me" Sandy laughed as she jotted the name down."Burns? How ironic! Who else, a. I've thought of this one too, I like it almost better. I'm at the beach on the Outer Banks, I find a spot with a bunch of guys surfing. Instead of wearing a bathing suit, I wear a very short micro mini skirt and sports bra so it kind of looks like a bathing suit. I go over and start talking to the guys, I know they are all looking, wondering if I have on panties or is it a bathing suit. I have a couple of beers with them while visiting then I tell them I need to pee. There's always one in. She was stunning. She was wearing a tight black button down shirt and a blue jean skirt that stopped about mid thigh. She had the shirt unbuttoned low enough to let her ample cleavage to spill out. I was speechless. She just smiled and walked over to me and hugged me and asked if I was ready to go. ‘Sure thing. Good night everyone. We will be back after the movie.’ I said as we headed to the door. We walked out to the car and I opened the passenger door for her as she sat down. As she sat down.