"I turned to look at the other customers. Since the product I provided made many girls awkward, I often waited for a customer to ask for help. It wasn...t helpful to go up to the girls and ask what they wanted, but I tried to stay perceptive in case a girl was too embarrassed or shy to ask."Can I ask you a question?"I turned to the 15-year old blonde girl behind me."Sure," I replied smiling. "I'm Bob." I'm Chelsea." And what is your question, Chelsea?" I've watched videos of girls doing it. No amount of yelling or avoidance was going to change that. But one morning it dawned on me that my grandpa was now all alone within his house deep in the woods. My cousins, aunts, uncles, and even my own mother had forgotten him -- caught up in their own selfish sorrow and loathing that they had abandoned all appreciation for the life he still lived. And with this realization I decided it best to visit him.To say the least, he was quite overjoyed by my thinking of him. Together we sat at the. Shaded to insure that my master's mind roiled with turmoil. He was young and clung to some of the naiveté that probably endeared him to his mates to begin with. By the time most of my previous masters came to me, naïve was not a word that could be used to describe most of them.I watched and listened as the sorceror made his attempt to coax my master not only to not kill him, but to in fact join him in his bid to depose his kinsman. I longed to whisper my advice into the young Jonar's mind, but. Her boobs made me go crazy. As if in a trance, I dived for them. Their softness increased my hunger for them. She was twisting with pleasure every time I crushed her soft breasts.She turned on her back to let me know that she wanted me to unhook her bra. I wasted no time unveil her juicy firm breasts. Her dark areolas were ever so inviting. I felt her naked breasts. The first time I was feeling and it was inexplicable. I caressed her bare back and planting soft kisses on them every now and.