Feel free to leave any feedback both good and bad. I really enjoyed writing this! Also this story draws heavy inspiration from "The Humiliation of Jan..." No copyright infringement is intended. It's just my interpretation of a pretty cool story. Oh and one more thing: PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE feel free to add new chapters to this story. Let's see what kind of humiliation we can put poor little Becky through! Enjoy!Rebecca was determined to make something of herself. An honor student with a degree in. I let my fingers part and feel for his manhood through the thin paper towel. Time stood still when my finger tips felt the outline of his hanging dick through his pants. I just stared straight ahead, on my knees, nervous, heart pounding and touched his cock.He pushed my hand away and said it’s fine, then sat back down on the couch. We sat there on silence for several minutes, both probably trying to process what had just happened. All I knew was I wanted him even more.I gathered my courage and. “Who’s that?” he exclaimed, backing up and looking up at the security camera.“I’m the one who’s writing your paycheck now. You can call me Mr. J,” I said. “I’ll explain it to you when you come in. Yes, I’m going to let you in. But you need to follow your own security instructions. Empty your pockets into the security tray and step through the metal detector.”He tried to get his knife past me the first time, but the metal detector caught it. He finally deposited everything that could set it off. He started to remove his shirt in the middle of the pizzeria.Unable to believe what he was seeing, Dan said, “You don’t do that in the middle of the store.”“Where am I supposed to do it?” Ernie asked with a smirk. He figured that if he got fired then he could tell that meddling cop that things hadn’t work out on this job.“In the bathroom or the back kitchen,” Dan answered shaking his head. He was more than half tempted to call up Captain Dawson and have a nice long talk with the man.“Okay,”.