By now the customer was probably wondering where the hell I was with their food. I didn’t care at the moment, lost in the ecstasy of sex. ‘Let me ...uck you.’ he said. ‘I can’t.. I need to get to work or I’ll get fired. And what if someone comes in here? One of the other employees? Jack?’ ‘Who cares? My dad isn’t going to fire you. Trust me.’ ‘How do you know?’ I asked, as he dipped two fingers in and out of my tight, wet pussy. It felt so good, I didn’t want to resist. He tugged my pants down. I silently approached the cage with a dog catchers pole. She grew still and stared up at me, terrified. Whats that for? What are you gonna do to me? she asked, curling her legs against her chest, trying to keep her body as far from the door as she could. Come to the door willingly or I will use it to pull you out. I said with a deep growl in my voice. She shook her head with a defiant look in her eyes, no way you crazy sick fuck! I shook my head and opened the cage door, she squealed and. I am frozen. 'Is shebeing nice, or if I turn am I going to see her with a sarcastic smile,making fun of me?'I just say, "Thank you, I am still learning." I turn, expecting theworst. Dreading it really. She is just smiling. No appearance ofcruelty."The eyepatch is kind of cool. I hope your nose heals okay." The doctor says it should heal just fine." Class quiet, this is study time not chit chat time," says Mrs. Westcott.She starts reading attendance. She is very old school. She gets to. “His dick wouldpractically go up my throat.”It takes a few minutes before I am able to return to mydesk and finish the last line on the form. “Currentlength,” I type. “12-inches. Desired Length: 9-inches.”It looks strange, but I type it out anyway. I print outthe results and attach it to a clipboard.He still sits in the waiting room. I glance over tocheck, but try not to look. I want to make sure he didn’tleave my life, but he still sits waiting.I try.