Lara had no on campus courses this semester, it was her work/study semester and she worked from store opening to store closing Tuesday to Thursday and...half a day on Friday. The shop was closed on Monday.Most businesses hope to be in the black, turning a profit, by the Friday following Thanksgiving or the Monday thereafter at the latest. Dee Monde had not yet turned that corner. Delores was desperate to keep her shop afloat, the quality of her goods and the service of her sales women were. She is waving to the audience below, she can be seen through the window, blinds open. ... Dania is wearing a three quarter length dress, mostly black. Black heels with patterned hose. Her hair is black, straight, and semi-short with a touch of gray. She appears to be near five foot five or six, slender with square shoulders. This mystery woman stops her waving and stands still for a minute or so. She reaches and closes the blinds. Still facing the window. “So your here to get me to give you. I couldn’t believe it. I was finger fucking my own little girl. My own little girl fuck toy. Her mom was never like this. Jeannie was going to be my little teen whore. I was hard as rock thinking about my little teen fucking sex maniac. Jeannie reached down and started to pump my cock. ?Dad, I love this. I love you so. I have dreamed of this, I want to be your little bitch whore.?Jeanie screamed with joy as she reached her fulfillment, her first climax with dad.I could help thinking of. And I was wearing Justine’s old PE kits – including her bra and navy blue knickers. Again. “I have to admit, seeing the lump of your raging hard-on does something for me,” Justine said, touching up the last of the make-up she had applied to my face. My lips were now a dramatic scarlet and Justine had gone to great pains to highlight my cheekbones and eyes. “Not as much as your raging hard-on does for me, Mistress.” Justine’s mouth twisted into a smile as she wanked the shaft of her strap-on..