She calls to me telling me the lights out, and its too dark to change in there and see what shes doing. The door swings in and its a tiny room so you ...an't really close the door partway and have room to change. I tell her it will take me a bit to fix it and she just looks at me and says "Thats ok, I'll just change with the door open, customers can't see me..." and then "No peeking" with a grin on her face. I say "Of course not!" with a smile on my face I turn back to the computer.Now, you. We talked about things that boys once do, beer girls and the like, the one that turned out to be called Bjørn ask me if I was looking forward to going out shopping and enjoying myself with Pastor Jim, I answered yes i do , and that I had only heard good things about him, and that he was good at us boys and looked after usBjorn looked at me, and I remembered it was he who had looked a little shy at me last night after I left Jim's office Before he said, I guess you can look forward to your free. I swore I saw steam come out of Samantha's ears. I looked at the list. "Crawdads, butter, okra, black-eye'd peas.." She grabbed the paper. "Um, grocery list." She dug out another paper. It wasn't much different, at least the first page. Kinda looked like the makings for a spicy soup base, or rocket fuel. And really poisonous. When I turned it over, I frowned. "Fraid I'm going to have to see your guild card, and run a background check. These last two items are on the FBI's restricted access. Opening the outer lips of her pussy she began to trace the lines of her inner lips once again. Ever so slowly her fingers caressed the folds of her very wet pussy. She was feeling her orgasm grow strong, but prolonging the explosion. After all, she was there to please herself. Chelby’s breath was still deep and fast as her fingers danced over her clit. She took her swollen wet clit in between her finger and thumb, and then stroked it just like it was a tiny cock. The feeling from stroking it.