A few days later, they were back, again over browsing the magazines and then the taller of the two came over to the counter with a magazine he put fac... down on the counter. He didn't make eye contact so I was pretty sure it was one of the more explicit men's magazines we stocked and, sure enough, turning it over, it was a Playboy, the latest College Edition.Even though I pretty much knew better, I asked, "Are you eighteen or over?" Um, yeah," he answered as he handed me a ten. I thought, 'Oh,. " Her ass cheeks jiggle and bounce, turning a nice shade of pink. She is crying out prettily, and trying to say something between the yelps. "What are you saying, bitch?" - I ask, pausing between two slaps."Mercy..." - she moans, - "please, have mercy..." Mercy is in short supply here, slut," - I say as I slap her thigh, - "but I think I am ready to fuck you now." Oh please," - she breathes, and I slide a finger in her pussy to find it soaking wet. "You want to get fucked?" - I ask, leaning. I handed her a tissue to wipe her eyes and blow her nose with."Now slow down, what's the matter?" said Kelli, as if she had no idea what we had done."You made me dress up as a girl." Yes, that was fun, wasn't it?" I said."But now I'm turning into one! What did you do to me?" Nothing." I said. "You did it to yourself, really."She gave me an angry glare."You see," I said, "every day there are people who turn into women, naturally: little girls. Inside the body are the genetic instructions for. I think I read somewhere that 85% of allwomen do not have properly fitted bras...err, not that I'm comparing youto a woman or anything. I'm just saying that it is essential in order toprovide the best support and the most comfort. Now let's adjust thestraps," Ashley said as she worked the buckles on the straps until shefelt the fit was perfect."OK, now you want to make sure that your...uhh...chest is heldadequately in the cups of the bra, so let me show you what you do."Ashley reached into the.