"Duane. Want to dance with me?"Startled, I looked at Vicki for some guidance. She shrugged and said, "Never turn down a pretty girl who asks you to da...ce, Duane."And so I ended the night dancing with a 23-year-old girl. Definitely different from my old job.After that the holiday season went pretty smoothly. We were always busy, but barring the occasional promotional item which didn't get shipped to our store in time, we didn't want to tear our hair out or burn the place down, at least not too. They were from Italia. Will supposed that must be Italy. They sure sounded like it.Once it was discovered that they had immigrated in order to start a winery, Will's interest went up tenfold. He told them of a valley he knew of that would be perfect for grapes. That served to make the settlers perk right up.The one Will assumed was the leader asked, "You know the graps?"Will ventured "I know a bit, but I'm willin' to bet that you folks know a heap more than I do! 'Specially 'bout growin' the. I don't know..." Her voice got quieter. "I guess I have a submissive streak." OK. And I'm not satisfying it." Warren, don't put it that way. Most of the time I love your gentle touch. It's just every once in a while..." She took a deep breath. "It's not that I want you to be rough. The couple times that has happened, it's been natural. I wouldn't want you to force it--that's not in your nature. Oh shit, I don't know what I want." You want to be dominated." Yeah. Just once in a while. I don't. She forced her tongue into my mouth and began to work on my belt. She yanked my shorts down, knelt down in front of me and took my cock into her mouth. She stroked my shaft, swirled her tongue around the head, then took it all the way, not gagging when my tip touched her throat and went into it."Fuck me," she begged. "Please, take me right here, plow your dick into me and fill me with your cum. I need something hard and hot, I need someone to want to fuck me and not just my vibrator. FUCK ME!.