"Is that what has you sopissed off?"Zach nodded."What happened this time?" The guy in the pawnshop," replied Zach. "I pulled down my hood and hecalled...me Miss, and I immediately left as I was too embarrassed to askhim about my ring and watch."Zach had what could best be described as having soft facial features andlittle facial hair. Combined with his small body size and long hair hewas often mistaken for a girl."Fuck him. Look do you want to join me? It might be good to get rid ofsome of that. Grandma had several men she was fucking and thought that I was clueless to her sexcapades. At grandmas I boned many men-so many I lost count. Most were married, and over fifty. I would walk down town and just meet a man and strike up conversation about something and then turn the conversation to sex. I would tell them about my k**s and my husband and how crappy my sex life is. Within ten to fifteen minutes of meeting one of these guys I would have my skirt up and they would pushing their cock. " Right. Well then, this is your lucky day." Confusion must have beenwritten all over my face. "You're gonna make yourself look better thanyou ever have in your life, and then we're going out."A chill shot through me. "Oh no... please no... you can takewhatever..."He put his hands on his head and started to squeeze. "Shut... Thefuck... Up." That quiet voice silenced me. He reached down, put hishand in his jacket pocket and pulled something out. A soft click and aknife blade appeared. "If I hear. We are now working overtime, and we're all bushed. We had a rough day today." You do this all day long?" No no... this is rare, special order stuff, tippy top secret for a select clientele. This never happened, but this never happens roughly once a month, and Bob is my best customer. We are not gay." Just wondering. Actually, I really thought you were Cyborgs. I'm a bit disappointed. I've heard good things."Connie approached Michelle's beaver after they finished with the butterfly shot. Mommy.