Theair was tense with expectation, Jess knew the question was loaded, but couldnot quite make out Melissa's intention; yet they were closer than siste...s,having spent many summer holidays together. In the end it came down to trust,Melissa had always led the way, and now she was proposing another adventure. "Yes, I want to know, all the girls in my class have done IT, and I am feelingleft out" Jess replied; casting her eyes down. Melissa placed her fingers underJess's chin, lifting her head.. Eventually the salesperson turned around and smiled at me. I blushed and noted that he gave my breasts a long slow look before asking if he could assist me.Those mysterious fingers were now almost to my very wet pussy and it was all I could do not to moan aloud. Then as if to keep me at the counter, the mystery fingers crept higher and pulled the seam of my panties aside.I was now receiving the most wonderful licking I had ever experienced!Trying to keep it together, I asked him if I could try. Paul found a room with a single coffin upon a dais in the center. He didn't have to open it to know she was inside. Approaching he looked upon the polished old mahogonany wood he scented the air. The whiff of her perfume caught in his nostrils and he closed his eyes savoring the moment. His prey now lay before him smelling so sweet, and mouth watering. Impatient to get at her he grasped the lid, ripping it from its hinges in his haste. Metal and wood rained to the as he looked upon her face.. .. isn’t that what you fear?” I taunted him just a little, but I was surprised by the way that he shook his head sadly and then hung it a bit.“Okay, what gives? You were all tough and bossy last night, telling everyone to go to Hell who didn’t fit the KKK/David Duke/Jimmy Swaggart/John Hagee version of the world that you hold ... what now? What gives?” I was startled that I actually felt some empathy for this bigot ... well, I did try to be a damn good human being ... shitheads like this guy.