I could feel her nipple, now stiff against the thin fabric. Fascinated by this discovery, I began to caress her softly, rubbing my finger tip back an... forth across the pert nubbin. Lizzie emitted a contented sigh, and her small body undulated gently against mine. My other hand was soon brushing against her cotton panties, discovering the moist warmth between her legs. Lizzie now lifted her upper leg and draped it over mine, spreading her legs farther apart. Accepting this wanton invitation. It was May, just a couple months ago, when I was out for a run by the beach. At the end of a 5 mile stretch, my mind was on a hot shower and a post-workout snack as I made my way through the parking lot towards my truck. Almost absentmindedly, I noticed the hood of the car next to mine propped up, an obvious sign of distress.I tossed my keys on my seat and made my way to the front of the vehicle, always one to help a fellow driver who has reached an impasse, and briefly enjoyed the cool salty. ."Good fucking blowjob you little cocksucker...I'll be feeding you lunch quite often, so it will be better for you if you come over to my side and prove to me that you enjoy eating your meal." I grinned down at her as I put my shorts and pants back on... "Get this fucking slut back to her cell...I'll have another session with her tomorrow." I left and went back to my office to take care of some paperwork. I was due for another training session in an hour, and took time to use the bathroom. My first order of business was to get myself a job. I didn't need the money, really, but I needed to be occupied with something; I needed to be up and doing. Without a woman, retirement sucked, and that in technicolor!I did get myself off occasionally, however, massage parlors and the occasional paid escort took care of my most basic needs. They were anonymous, made no demands, and really weren't all that expensive. It worked for me.A search for a job that would suit me came to an unexpected.